Goose, you big stud...

Been catching up on things these past few days, Legion of Fans (LOF) after our near-incarceration experience at the border, and three days of gluttonous luxury at TINGA PRIVATE GAME LODGE , but more about that in a future post.

For now, I just wanted to bring you up to date with the latest piccies from the trip. Mrs B and I have been doing some downloading and came across a few leopard pictures from our time in the Okavango Delta that I don't think I've shared with you.

This handsome chap (above) is called Goose (for reasons unknown) and he is one of a couple of leopards Mrs Blog and I encountered during our stay at a luxurious (I mean, hard-working, spartan) research camp in the Okavango Delta. Unfortunately, Goose sports a GPS tracking collar (which is how us researchers find our animals), so I have had to crop him rather dramatically to keep the collar out of the pic.

Goose had been feeding on the rather smelly carcass of a giraffe that had died of natural causes when we found him, and then proceeded to climb a tree, which is where I took this pic. He spied some impala nearby from his branch and slunked (slank, slunk?) down the tree and stalked them for about four metres before rolling over on his side and falling asleep. "Goose!" I wanted to rail at him, "you big pussy!" (a prize, LOF to anyone other than Jimbob who can pic the fill-um from which these Goose references come).

Moving right along, here is the cute-as-a-little-killing-machine baby leopard ner Xakanaxa that I mentioned in an earlier post. This pic has not been doctored... he his running vertically.

And here he is with his Mummy. Awwwwwwwwww.

And here, finally, is Clarence the Cross-eyed Leopard. He's actually the same one that featured earlier being hassled by a pair of diminutive jackals. Pussy.