It’s me – Wanda the Warthog!
Yes, these tusks are fabulous, thank you for noticing.
I live on the open savannah, where it’s dusty, grassy and just right for raising a rowdy bunch of piglets. Life out here might look calm, but between mud wallows, munching and dodging danger, there’s never a dull moment. When trouble shows up – say, a lion looking for lunch – I dash off on my surprisingly speedy trotters. (Seriously – we can run up to 48 km an hour. Eat my dust!)
Now, let’s address the tusk in the room. Humans think warthogs are grumpy, clumsy or just plain odd-looking. But I say we’re wildly wonderful. Our tusks might not be the prettiest – more like gardening tools than unicorn horns – but they’re…