You thought this is in the wrong section of the forum, didn't you??? Well let me explain.......
My name is Nossob, and that's where I used to live. Then one evening I found some lovely meat lying in the desert, unattended and all. I was drawn to it by the sounds of an animal dying, so when I got there and found the animal already dead, I didn't give it a second thought and started feeding.
Then all of a sudden, I heard an exploding sound and got a serious sting in my bum!! I jumped up and swore a few times at this bloody wasp that nailed me. Then I became quite sleepy...
I recall very little after that, except a few bright lights and human voices and car noises, but it is all very vague to me.
I woke up the next morning, and noticed it is decidedly cooler than what I am used to, and the bush is a LOT denser than what I remembered it to be.
I walked around and soon found a friend. His name is Bitterbal. He is from Bitterpan in KTP. I asked him how he got here and he told me a story very similar to my own. He said he asked around and that we are now in a place called Addo. I asked him how he got his name and he told me that he is from Bitterpan but he accidentally killed his own cubs one day, thinking they were someone else's. So the name just stuck for some reason....
So Bitterbal and myself decided to hang out together in this new Addo place. We are now the dominant males around here, and life is pretty good. At first the buffalo were so stupid that they didn't even try to defend each other like they usually do when we chase them. Apparently they haven't seen Lions till we got here.
Unfortunately, they had a strategy meeting, and figured out how other Buffs defend themselves and they have been using that tactic ever since, so we kill less of them now, and more of the other game. There are quite a few warthogs around, so we are getting their numbers down to restore some balance, but we don't only take warthogs, we alternate kills.
The guy that took this photo of me had some yellow ribbon on his car, I was wondering what that was all about. We saw him three times, twice on a night drive when Bitterbal and myself were just sleeping and not in the mood to put up a show, once again on a night drive when I was hunting by myself and the last time when he took this photo. We were lying around a waterhole for the whole day and he was there in the morning and came back later in the afternoon. Him and the woman he was with were very cuddly with each other as if they are on honeymoon or something.
Anyway, so he took this photo when we decided to cross the road and find something to eat because I didn't kill anything the day before. He was quite lucky to get this photo, as he took it as I lay down. I was lying down only for ten seconds and then I got up and disappeared from view.
Anyway, so now you know me and my story. So here is my mugshot. Come visit me anytime ok???