A beautiful Sunday morning at Isthar’s ark.

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Sheba and Kalahari rest together in the sand.

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Our one month old filly rolls in the sand, eyes closed, under the watchful scrutiny of the self-proclaimed personal bodyguarddog Sheba.

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While Kalahari tries to nap, Sheba decides to give the filly a little grooming.

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What? You didn’t like that?

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OK, I’ll be horse then and you get to scratch me!

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Unfortunately, despite the best of invitations, there are moments when little girls just don’t want to play. Although Kalahari is not a talkative one, she is very clear on what she wants and what she doesn’t want.

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And dismisses Sheba’s company for something the canine can never compete with: a drink, fresh from the milk station.

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Thankfully for Sheba, there are other pack members to turn to.

Anette, will you play with me? Kalahari doesn’t want to be my friend today.

Now, who can say no to that?

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Can we wrestle, Anette? I won’t see Baloo until tomorrow and my teeth are itching so badly! Please…? Pretty, pretty, please…?

But gentle play and RR wrestling are two very different things and neither Anette nor I enjoy the bruises!

How about a nice ride in the bush instead, Sheba?

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Coming!!

Hope you’re all enjoying your weekend!