We return to camp to find Rocky and his buddies pillaging our belongings (not actual photo of Rocky). There has been instances of rabies in Etosha so I became worried. Tossing a few stones his direction made him think I was feeding him and encouraged more bad behavior. Given the options of holing up in the camper which is 130 degrees, running away, or a more forceful action I decide to try and bean Rocky with a stone. After a few misses, I finally hit his hindquarter. Rocky proceeded to roll around on the ground with more drama than a soccer player feigning injury. Immediately I feel awful and think about actions as Rocky is destined for the evening meal of an eagle. Is there an Etosha squirrel vet? Perhaps make a squirrel splint? Or, maybe put Rocky out of his misery? After 10 seconds of deliberations, Rocky hops up and heads down his squirrel hole. Suckered by a rodent.
