Pumba

And yet another episode of the wild boar encounter, witnessed yesterday at the same location as last year. Apparently, the manmade drain at the back of our house is a favourite spot for the wild boar to feast. What’s on the menu yesterday? Raw fish organs. We had sambal fish for lunch so all the fish inner parts were thrown right at that spot the wild boar was feasting. I decided to call it Pumba, and I suspected it’s a female. Pumba’s legs are surprisingly long for a pig and its size is as big as a cow. It may not be obvious from the picture because it was standing on the drain, so her skinny legs are obscured but imagine staring out the window in a fine afternoon to see a beast outside at the backyard walking around like it owns the place. That’s why Pumba finds her way in this post. She’s just amazing.