If you watch a herd of gazelles get one of their own munched by a lion, they get the hell out of there.
It seems as if these ones are saying "Well, she's got her fill with poor old Sam, over there, so we're all right to keep eating this sweet grass."
If you watch a herd of gazelles get one of their own munched by a lion, they get the hell out of there.
It seems as if these ones are saying "Well, she's got her fill with poor old Sam, over there, so we're all right to keep eating this sweet grass."