I was out driving in the park last night at that time of day when everything looks golden! I came across this warthog who was feeding on the short, fresh grass near a small lagoon. Instead of running away when I drove up, he approached with his head held high and his tail swishing. He was frisky, almost fiesty! I took a few photos while he stood resplendent in the sunshine.
As I started the engine again, he lost all of his bravado and took off into the thickets which caused a nearby herd of impalas to panic at the unseen danger!
