While the northern hemisphere cools down and braces itself for the first frosts and snow falls of the season, we in Africa roast. Temperatures have soared to 40 and 41 Celcius in the past few days, and apparently there is no better time to set the bush alight. It's quite predictable really. We've had several fires along our boundaries already and thankfully, the guys have been able to defend the mission farm. Just one boundary, the other side of the river, remained and it was one we needed to keep an eye on. Our staff assured us no fire on the opposite bank would come over as the riverbed was still wet and the grass green enough from the heavy rainfall this past season.
We've raised several of these over the years and though they're cute, they can be quite the handful. They cry and need milk and make messes in the wrong places if you don't watch them closely (and sometimes even if you do). I don't really want my own anymore to raise, but babysitting one is fine. The unusual thing about Alfie is that she is lame in her front legs, likely because of the way she was strapped to the back of a bicycle by the guy who sold her. We've been watching her progress with a lot of interest because amazingly, she seems to be learning how to walk even though she's crippled. Otherwise, she's your average baby buck with her big brown eyes, loud squeals and a craving for sticks and leaves which she's chewing on in the photo above.
Rick, Heather and Kim had to renew visas this week. Here they are posing with their typed, signed and stamped (it's not official without a stamp) letters of request to immigration for an extention on their visas.
Crawl/storage space update: