I thought I saw a wildebeest … (Purdy, Symes and Wright - part 6)

by Peter Hunter

   … there were two of them - both nibbling Mum's pink roses that grew up the back wall of her house.  Neither were big - about medium dog size, with strange familiar-looking faces - with short upturned tusks protruding from their lower jaws… I should have recognised them but…

   … unable to identify them - I found a name in my brain that seemed fitting…

   Wildebeest - I knew nothing about what sort of animal a wildebeest was - just that it was strange…

   … the animals I was seeing just had to be wildebeest…

   Later, telling Symes and Wright at out usual morning conference in the tractor shed what I had seen…

   … - Symes laughed at me in that scornful, dismissive way he reserved for little girl cats; 'Purdey you idiot - they were just Muntjac…   Muntjac deer - they look different from the usual roebucks, but Muntjac is what they are.

   Both live quite near - less than forty metres away - in the clump of bushes opposite…

   … just there…' he pointed his big front paw at the clump separating us from the nearest point  of the lake.

  '   silly girl…'

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© Peter Hunter 2012

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