The Hyena laughed

Ant is preparing dinner.
When we were shopping in Maun, Ant bought a string of farmer's sausages. He intends to fry them, two each, along with ready made mashed potatoes, ( add water, whip well, put some butter in frying pan and mashed potatoes on top, fry till brown underneath, flip over and wait till they turn brown on the other side )
then an orange for desert.
...
The mash-browns are almost ready and Ant is preparing the sausages....
It starts to rain.... not just a little.. within a minute it is pouring... we escape to the cruiser and find refuge there.... we talk about all manner of things....

I keep looking at the cooking site which is sheltered underneath a tarpaulin, strung from cruiser to a tree.
The flame of the cooker is blueish. 
Then Ant and I see the Hyena at the same time. She comes out from behind a dense bush. Without a moment's hesitation she trots up to the cooker, grabs a sausage and since they are still linked, the Hyena succeeds in taking off with all six sausages.
It all went so fast, Ant barely had time to rip the truck door open, call the Hyena a few choice names and the animal is gone.... sausages and all...
The rain stops as abruptly as is started.

We sit on the running board of the cruiser and eat mashed potatoes.

I am certain I hear a Hyena laugh in the distance.

Bertstravels.

(excerpt from my book: Safari Africa, 2011)