15 years ago, while living in Tanzania, something truly remarkable happened and I am going to share it with you, my esteemed readers. The whole event remains to this day to be one of my most cherished and evocative memories.
At first we didn't know whether he was going to make it or not but we eventually managed to succeed in feeding him milk through a syringe and around two days later he began to show more signs of life. The following photographs chart his recovery and subsequent growth into a healty young Serval.
|The day that he was rescued.|
|This was the initial point where we didn't know if he'd make it.|
|Moving up in the world and onto the bottle.|
|His friend and mine, Poley the Teddy.|
|His sleeping companion. I think he missed his brother.|
|One of his favourite places of rest (my dad's crotch).|
|You can clearly see his little blue eyes here.|
|Getting up to mischief.|
|The only photo we got of Sylvester in the wild. I will remember him always.|
I found another picture of a full grown Sylvester being held by Tony Fitzjohn who re-habilitated him to the wild. Tony must be the single most charismatic person I have ever met. He is a real living legend and I do not use the word 'legend' lightly. Read about this extraordinary man HERE.