Saturday, February 6, 2010

Sounds of Shebo

There’s a folk tale from here in Harar where Donkey is mourning Hyena’s dead son and says, rather insincerely, ‘Oh Hyena. No matter how far you are, your voice is always near. Why did your son desert you so?’
The ‘voice’ that donkey is referring to is the oowoop sound that hyenas make in the night. They can be across the other side of town but the sound seems to be coming from right outside the house. And each hyena’s oowoop is not only unique, but pretty easily recognisable if only you pay attention. This is video of Shebo – with wire still around her neck – making her oowoop. She makes the noise with nose to the ground, probably to get the most out of the reverberation, and she adds a trill to her oowoop, which may or may not be because of the wire tightening around her neck. But it’s always nice to hear it at night and know that she’s still kicking. I managed to find a vet at Haramaya University who said he has the capability to come and sedate her and remove the wire, but I’m having trouble mobilising him. Fingers crossed

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Bebe at her most scary



This video is not very meaningful, it's just gratuitous cuteness.
A tourist approaches the hyena man and takes hold of the stick with which to feed the hyenas their pieces of meat. The slavering beast emerges from the shadows and lunges at the food. The tourist drops the stick and runs

Monday, January 25, 2010

Postscript on Tukwondilli



Further to the last post on Tukwondilli and Dibbey is a rather strange development. I'm finding that Tukwondilli, rather than avoiding Dibbey and her aggressive outbursts, actually follows her around. I've been noting the times when they arrive at the feeding and Tukwondilli, almost without fail, arrives within two minutes of Dibbey; usually right on her tail. Then when she's feeding or sorting through the bones that the hyena man leaves out for them, Tukwondilli just stands behind her as if he's waiting for something to happen. Something usually does happen, as Dibbey loses patience and chases him off or tries to bite him. No wonder she's irate. Imagine having a hyena follow your every move in life. Again I'm having trouble understanding this strange, droopy-nosed male.