We wasted no time in making our presence felt, running dog patrols day and night, tracking the rhino herds around Singita like the San hunters of yesteryear as they had followed the antelope migrations. If we weren’t patrolling, we were lying low in the bush, silently watching from the shadows. It was hard going in those early days, covering large areas in the middle of a raging poaching war with such a small team and only three dogs. Landa, Makhulu and Manzi were magnificent and soon afterwards I got another puppy that I named Anubis after the half-man, half-jackal deity in ancient Egyptian mythology. He was a pitch-black German shepherd that Cat had sourced from a highly reputable breeder and he showed his pedigree right away; tough, fast, tenacious and loyal. I knew I had a winner and Landa immediately took him under his wing, teaching by
On guard in the middle of a raging war on poachers
Mar 23, 2024
5 minutes
OWNING THE NIGHT
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