I could feel that familiar squeeze in my chest. A pressure that only comes when something is so cute your brain can’t fully handle the reaction and invites your heart to join in.
Thirty feet away, two cheetah cubs were chasing each other at high-speed around a bush. First to the right—around and around—and then left, the chasee becoming the chaser reversing the circle. Their mother, a gorgeous, lanky creature, watched them spin. Just another day on the Masai Mara.
The speckled-grey spit fires tackled and tripped each other again and again, stopping only to catch their breath, their tiny furry chests heaving. Within seconds, one would pounce on the other and the game was back on.
Play is a crucial element in predator development. Each thwack, each pounce, each attac, hones the necessary skills they’ll need as adults. It’s just a bonus that life in training is so damn adorable to watch.
~Taken while I was a guest of Mara Plains Camp, Kenya