Moments With Wild Cheetah Cubs

Trying to grab my back pack strap, but was surprised when I caught him in the mischievous act

In this picture, one of the cubs I enjoyed monitoring the most, was caught in the act of trying to grab my backpack strap! Note his look of surprise that I caught him sneaking up from behind.
This little cub was certainly the most mischievous and brave of his brothers.
He was one of four brothers. And his mother was a beautiful first time mother cheetah named Catja.

It was part of my job to monitor this family every day.

Catja, the mother cheetah, would sometimes bring all four of the cubs close to me, when they were being particularly energetic and noisy, and she would then leave them with me and go off hunting on her own for awhile.
Catja and her cubs had come to know me well, and I them. Catja was a very clever mother, and she trusted me to the extent that, she knew I was human, and other predators will not bother humans. And thus, she knew if her cubs were alone with me, they would be safe.

So when she needed to hunt without the noisy cubs, and I happened to be out monitoring on foot, she would bring them to me.
I guess she also figured I would be a good distraction for her naughty youngsters!

Catja bringing her cubs to me for babysitting

Telling her cubs to stay, Catja would come up next to me, look me directly in the eyes for just an instant, and in this passing glance, I could see a weary gratitude. And she would pass on, disappearing into the scrubs beyond, heading towards the direction of antelope herds.

An awkward start to climbing


During these times, the cheetah cubs would chase each other, squeezing and squeezing and yowling at each other, they would climb trees, and of course, come and inspect me.

It wasn’t easy, but he got to the top

But it was this one particular cub that made it his goal in life to try and sneak behind me to try take my bag.

And eventually he did manage it.

He snagged my bag, which was empty because I had my camera with me, but it was to awkward for him to run with it. So, with his mother and brothers watching nearby with mild, but lazy interest, we had a brief tug of war for the bag. He eventually let go, but not without breaking the zipper. And then he proudly scampered back to Catja, who gave him a couple quick licks, and then rolled over to sleep.

I was laughing the whole time. And to this day, I still use that bag, and have never fixed the zipper. The memory is just to great!

After being naughty and his mother told him off, he gave her quite a look


So needless to say, this little cub certainly became a favorite of mine.


He was quite a unique character, and he never behaved this way with any other human.

He would come very close to me while I was taking pictures, so curious of what I was doing.
Walking up to me, quiet yet confident, he would lie down next to me, almost touching me, and just watch me. Sometimes, if I was focusing on something else, he would then start rolling around. Watching me all the while. And would just lay on his back, like he wanted to play. He was simply adorable! Of course he was wild, and I would never disrespect him by touching him. But his showing off certainly made it difficult!

But the most fascinating behavior of all, was he would purr at me.

Coming closer…


It was amazing. Here were these wild cubs, but because their mother knew me, and never saw me as a threat, and because I was having to check them every day, they just saw me as part of their lives.

And especially this cub.

It can only be described as an honor, and a blessing, to have meant something to these wild, beautiful cubs. To the point that one of them, would purr at me when I was around.


Now these cubs are getting bigger and bigger, soon to be adults, and they will start hunting on their own.

But I am certain they, this band of four brothers, will become as successful and powerful hunters as their mother!

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