(I’d have to say that this puppy is pretty well totaled! Guess I should have accepted the extra insurance coverage,” I chuckled.)
“Miles, Benjamin .. help me lift this smelly lion carcass off Makali”, Jacob calls out.
The two turn and move quickly to Jacob’s aid.
“Me ok, Bwana, Miles. Big simba, big heavy. Me ok.”
I begin to move the few steps toward the door. “I will find out if the door will open. (I’ve got this horrible sinking feeling that we could be trapped inside this crippled camper.) It’s going to be a tight squeeze to get that beast around this tree trunk.” Reaching for the door handle, I turn and push. With some difficulty, the door opens, “Got it .. hallelujah , door opens!” I push the door open and turn to help with the lion.