A view from the horse.
I rode on a horse next to a rhino, it was a white rhino. She was about 6 meters away from me, we knew it was a she by her poop (no kidding). My horse's name was bonero. He was a free spirt, all-be-it a tamed one. While all the other horses remained in line, Bonero would break the line and walk along side or go off into bushes and then cut back into line closer to the front. I would pet him when he did this.
White Rhinos
Dorris on the horse in front of me. Her horses name was Bonita, I think.
Some Gazelles.
Ladies just leave their "leavings" males role around in it the help spread the scent... nice.
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