we stopped the car, the three wild dogs crouched low and slowly, crept toward us. My companion Lionel Palmer got on the running board and fired at the closest dog 15 yards away, and hitting it in the neck. The dog fell down and started growling and kicking. The other two dogs slunk away. I ran up to the dog to put it out of its misery. Just as I did so, I heard four grunts in the bushes off to my side. I beat a hasty retreat as I didn't want to be attacked by ferocious wild dogs. These dogs have the customs of cannibals. If I'd known before, I could have killed all three dogs, as they would have returned to eat the one fallen dog. They are tough and tenacious of life even when given a mortal wound.