When I snapped this photo in a South African bush (Madikwe) in 2015, I loved how this female lion's body language communicated that perhaps she was having a "bad" day/night, and she needed some rest. Who knows if she was thinking of the "one" that got away from her that she "counted" on for last night's dinner. Or, maybe her pride of siblings wouldn't share with her their own take of a late night kill. And then, do lion's even think? Or is everything with them, and thousands of other animals, all instinctual?
When I take a closer look at the photo though, sometimes I see sadness, and that attitude of, "I can't take another minute of it." Sound familiar?