Yes, that’s right folks! This week we are talking about the
coolest twins at Wildlife Safari, Khayam and McHumba. These two have a pretty
unique story as far as captive cheetahs go.
Khayam in front, McHumba behind
(I'm sure this one was in a previous post, but I apparently lack pictures of the two together)
As you may recall from my previous post about little
Maximus, first time moms in cheetah land (particularly hand raised ones like
Moyo) don’t always know they are pregnant, or what to do when weird stuff falls
out of them 90 days later. As stated in my previous post, even if mom knows
what’s going on and wants to take care of them, sometimes having fewer than
three cubs isn’t even enough to stimulate milk production, and mom has to
reject the cubs in order to save herself. In the wild, this could literally
mean the difference between life or death if she had to protect not only
herself but two helpless cubs. Sometimes fewer than three cubs just isn’t worth
the time and energy. In the case of Khayam and McHumba, mom rejected them after
two days. This to me says she tried, but couldn’t produce the milk needed to
care for them. So, keeper staff decided to turn a bad situation (losing the
cubs) into a good one, and stepped in to hand raise the pair of cubs, born blind and helpless. This meant a minimum of six months 24-hour care. In this case,
unlike with Maximus, the cubs belonged to us. This presented a great
opportunity: make the two ambassadors!
What’s an ambassador, you ask? Well, if I didn’t already
mention this in one of my previous posts (or if you’ve been living under a
rock), ambassador cheetahs are raised to be used as education animals. This
means a lot of hard work to train the animals (sit, lay down, paw, etc), get
them used to being around people and loud noises, as well as being leash
trained. Yes. A leash. Just like a dog. Our previous ambassador, Taini, is now
retired, due to her age, but still makes an appearance every now and then (and
is actually still quite good at painting). So, Khayam and McHumba were raised
to be education animals where staff can take them on outreaches (which includes
schools, grand openings of business in the Winston-Roseburg area, and even
wineries! Khayam is a member of a wine club, in fact!), and use them for
encounters. Such encounters include cheetah photos, cheetah strolls and cheetah
encounters with paintings. These
are all great ways to educate the public about cheetahs and wildlife
conservation both at Wildlife Safari and off grounds. Carnivore and Cheetah staff also make sure to go in with the cubs on a daily basis to maintain that strong bond.
Khayam
He and his sister were born on Leap Year, 2012. Khayam was
named after the original ambassador cat, a statue of whom can be seen in the
middle of Winston. Topping out at around 95lbs, he is full grown at the age of
2. He enjoys grooming his keepers and his sister as a form of bonding (cheetahs
are gross and don’t groom themselves). Khayam can become very easily distracted
during encounters, as we have a lot of wild black tail deer in the area. Deer
is much more exciting than small chunks of meat that don’t move. When he isn’t
on leash, he can be seen chasing his sister, or flopped down in the shade when
it’s hot. He can be a little brat sometimes, but we still love him.
Me on leash with Khayam
Emily on leash with Khayam
McHumba
Named very appropriately, McHumba means “sweetheart” in
Swahili. She is currently abour 82lbs, which is on the small side for a
full-grown cheetah (which can range from 80-120lbs), she exhibits the ideal
slender body shape you want to see on these cats. When it comes to strolls,
McHumba is a mover. Rarely stopping to enjoy the shade during these encounters,
she can also become distracted by squirrels and deer we cannot see (often high
up in the hills). If only we had that binocular vision… Like her brother, McHumba is also very
bonded to the keeper staff at Wildlife Safari. When stressed or unsure, the
cubs seek comfort in their surrogate parents.
Danielle and Sam on leash with McHumba
(you can see Danielle has a white bucket on her belt for the meat)
Melissa on leash with McHumba
Tayler second on leash with McHumba for her own "Anything Can Happen Tuesday" (see below)
I also mentioned once, that we as interns occasionally get
to be second leash with these two during daily cub walks or encounters. Being
second is literally holding the leash (serves as a second barrier to the
public). You give lots of slack and do nothing unless something happens and the
first on leash (the primary trainer of the session) is rendered immobile or
unconscious. Being a third means
you are not on leash, but talking to guests, and making sure everyone keeps a
safe distance from the animal. Interns are usually thirds, given there is
enough paid staff to be on leash and it isn’t “Anything Can Happen Tuesday”. In the above photo, Tayler is seen on leash with McHumba. Tayler was the spring intern in the ungulates department. Each department allows their interns to cross train with another department for a day towards the end of their internship. This "Anything Can Happen Tuesday" allowed Tayler to be second on leash!
However, my “Anything Can Happen Tuesday”, seems to
have been a fluke. Never did I ever imagine that I would be allowed to be first
on leash. But it happened. Last week. Sarah, our supervisor asked the group of
us who wanted to be what for the cub walks (i.e. 1st, 2nd,
3rd). Me being the only intern, I assumed I would be third. She kept
looking at me, as if expecting me to say something, but I remained quiet. I
didn’t want to seem greedy by wanting to even be second on leash.
Sierra: I’ll be second.
Jordan: I wanna be first.
Melissa: Well, I’m sick so I shouldn’t be first. I’ll be
third.
Wait, what? What is happening?
Sarah looked at me after a few moments of quiet, and said,
“You don’t want to be first?”
Blank stares.
Wait, what? I can be first? “Yes! Yes, I do, I just… I didn’t even think that was allowed!”
Sarah: Well, it is crazy Tuesday, so…
So that was how I got to be first on leash with McHumba.
This means I got to train her. Sit and hold to get the leashes on. Target to
get her moving and focused. Sit and look for pictures. Lay down and flop. Sit
and give me the right paw, then the left paw (watch out for those dew
claws!). At first it was awkward
trying to figure out which side of her to be on, with a clicker in one hand
with the leash, and the other hand with access to meat chunks from a tub dangling
from my belt. After a fashion it was easy, mostly because I stopped being
nervous and gained my training confidence. McHumba was doing so well and was so
easy going, it just made the whole experience amazing and practically flawless.
I still can’t believe that happened. I feel so lucky.
Now, since I mentioned it, I’ll give a (very) brief update
on Maximus:
Renamed Ruuxa since his arrival in San Diego, he is doing
well! He has been paired with a Rodesian Ridgeback puppy named Raina, who is
equally adorable. According to photos and videos from the news, the unconventional pair
seem very playful and content with one another. He is well on his way to
becoming an ambassador for his species.
The following three images were taken from the internet:




