Postcards from Africa - Family Ties

Watching the army wend it's way across the river is always fascinating, but seldom do you see a soldier headed against the march. A double take and quick alert later, it's a fact. There is a zebra battling the river, swimming back to where he came from. The only creature making a return crossing. We question Stripey's IQ even as we admire his determination and speculate whether he's merely directionally challenged like all males. Apparently, having reached the other side, he realises part of his family is still on the other bank (a male zebra will usually have 2-3 females and babies in his family), and has gone to seek and retrieve. Sure enough, he lunges out of the water, and canters around, his braying carrying over the thrum of hooves, rending your heart as he looks for his missing family. He finds one female and they nuzzle for a few moments, as we try not to cry at the touching reunion before heading off, braying loudly in search of the rest. Who'd have thunk it. Post coital wallow is rudely interrupted by the bravery and determination of one zebra to find his family leaves us speechless and teary eyed as we send telepathic and whispered encouragement and hope towards finding is mate.

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