Wake up calls come just before 5 a.m. You are expected to be game drive ready (clothed, insect- and sun-proofed) by 5:30 for a quick bite (freshly squeezed OJ and banana bread for me) and seated in the Range Rover by 6. Many four-legged friends were waiting for us. More elephants. Several large herds of impala. Other unique-looking antelopes called Nyalas and Kudus. A small lumbering Leopard turtle. A few small troops of warthogs. My favorite creature, the giraffe, made an appearance for me. Ranger Matt also spotted the thigh bone of a zebra. He explained that finding bones was unusual and only bones that large survived. After most kills by lions and leopards, the vultures go to work on the remains. Smaller bones are a delicacy to hyenas. “Nothing goes to waste on the bush,” Matt emphasized several times. Despite seeing all these large animals, our fascination of the day was the smallest creature we encountered, the dung beetle. Terrence spotted one on a path as a male rolled a perfectly round ball of elephant dung, he’d found that morning. Hanging onto the ball on a soft spot was a female dung beetle. The intent was to roll to ball without crushing the female to a spot safe from predators, where the male could dig a hole large enough for the ball. Once accomplished, the female would lay eggs into the soft spot she’d clung to so the world would have more of what it needs: little baby dung beetles. I have a long video that shows all of this that I hope to be able to post. We learn all these details from Bonnie’s questions and Matt’s and Terrence’s answers. What can follow that act? Well, Terrence made me his specialty morning break drink, a combination of coffee, hot chocolate and Amarula, a South African liqueur. Soon we were back at Varty for a full breakfast and a fuller, much-needed nap.