I usually wake up at 6am, but today my sleep broke at 4am. I was very restless due to the hot and humid weather. I was panting to cool myself down.
Mama woke up when she heard me breathing heavy. She noticed that I was feeling hot, and so, she gave me some water.
After I drank a few sips of water, mama carried me to the terrace to get some fresh air.
I walked around a bit, and all of a sudden I had this urge to eat some grass. I nibbled a couple of fresh twigs quickly before mama could see me.
After a while, mama carried me back downstairs to put me to bed. I felt a little better, and when I came back to bed, I dozed off in minutes.
At 6am I felt uneasy. I woke up and stood blankly staring at my bed.
Within seconds, I could feel a bitter-sour liquid rushing from my stomach to my throat, and PUKE! I vomited on my bed.
Mama heard me throw up, and rushed towards me. She gently rubbed my back and told me it’s ok.
I was feeling really bad about vomiting on the bed. I did not puke anymore. But I still felt sick and weak.
Mama carried me in her arms, cleaned me up, and hurried towards the fridge. She took out a square shaped thing in a bowl that made a very soft cracking sound the moment it came out of the freezer.
Mama gave it to me and encouraged me to try it. I smelt it twice and licked it once. Boop! Boop! Slurp!
WOW! What is this cool shiny thing, mama? And, why is it singing? Can you hear it, too, mama?
Crack! Crack! Pop! Crack! Crack! Pop! It sounds like bacon frying.
I tilted my head right and left when it was singing to me.
“Ice. This is ice. Do you like it?” – asked mama.
I love this cool singing thing mama. Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!
Look! It’s moving, mama. – I exclaimed in surprise. Let’s fight, you evil ice cube! Woof! Woof!
I kept licking it, and it tried to save itself from me, running around in the bowl. Come here you little ice monster! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!
Along with the ice cube, that feeling of sickness had disappeared as I kept on licking it.
That little singing ice cube left me feeling calm, satisfied, and well, happy!
This is baby Hyena signing-off with an icy nose and cold tongue. Wait, where’s my tongue? I can’t feel it.
See you tomorrow again! Bye-bye! 🐾