I could see my prey in the distance, strolling through the grass. The gazelle would be lots of food for my cub and I for lunch. I climbed out of my tree and said to my cub, “I will have lunch when I come back.” So I slowly went down the tree and I crept through the grass so the gazelle would not see me. When I was within 15 feet of the gazelle, I jumped at the gazelle. Snatch! I caught it.
It felt like ages carrying that gazelle back to the tree. Taking the gazelle up the tree was the hardest part (Leopards take their food up the tree because I don’t want other animals getting my food). I put the gazelle close to the top then called my son, “lunch is ready.” My cub slithered through the grass. He finally got to the tree, climbed up the tree and started to eat the gazelle. I would eat his leftovers. When he was eating, he dropped it on the ground.
All that had work for nothing. So I had to go back down and then take it all the way back up the tree. After I ate what my cub did not. He left my favorite part of the gazelle, the ribs.
