warthogs

It's been a very long two weeks, but here's an image to tide us all over:

This morning, I heard a noise as I was walking past the kitchen, and looked outside to see a warthog with two of her young (wartpiglets?) nosing around in the bowl of dog food on the veranda. They were probably 10 feet from me. I'm not sure who startled whom more. Although the warthogs ran away more quickly (with their curly little tails raised high in the air), the image of those formidable tusks stayed with me.

They came back a second time, but by the time I figured out where my camera was, they were gone.