Remembering My Uncle - Adrian!

Uncle Adrian stood 6 feet 6inches tall. He was an officer in the gendarmerie. I loved seeing him in his full uniform which indeed he wore quite often, everywhere he went. In our early days growing up, Uncle Arian's hobbies included bird-watching and animal hunting for consumption. We went hunting most weekends in the Savannah grassland region of Cameroon, when the weather was sunny and the animals would normally be out in the open practicing the art of survival in the wild. In the middle of it all, uncle Adrian would raise his machete after Wisky - our famous hunting dog would raise his nose in the air and suddenly make a dash in a specific direction. Uncle Arian would follow suite as Wisky often grabbed the unlucky victim of the day, by the hind legs, and a struggle would ensue. I was often the errand boy who carried the light stuff like water bottles. Needless to say it was often dramatic, but the catch afforded us those delicious bush meat meals. That's one of my childhood stories and I'm sticking to it.