Enjoying our first evening in the tented camp, we were relaxing with a glass of wine, watching the affectionate jackal couple. As the sun began to set, the jackals started peering into one of the nearby burrows, raising our curiosity.
Suddenly, up popped the tiniest little pup we've ever seen!!
It slowly ventured a bit further out of the hole, under mom and dad's watchful eyes, and TLC.
The pup soon retreated back into the safety of its shelter, and we toasted this wonderful, and very unexpected sighting, from our front row seats.
The next day was very, very quiet with just a couple of shots of some gemsbok (there certainly seemed to be more gemsbok youngsters than we've seen before), a drinking ostrich, and misc. birds.
), Klipspringer (I also like the Mousebird in the flowers - I haven't seen very many of them in KTP, and just this trip noticed how they hang from their tippy toes on limbs like clinging to a window ledge 
), Pumbaa, and Flutts - thanks for the encouraging words. You're all such troopers 
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