Rookie rodents are trained to scent out mines – and find missed cases of TB
The pre-dawn silence at the foot of the Uluguru mountains is disturbed only by the cries of drowsy birds, the whisper of boots through grass and an intermittent clicking sound that is irresistible to 60 pairs of tiny, almost translucent, ears.
When the sun finally rises over the blue peaks to flood the fields below, it illuminates one of the more unlikely scenes of human-animal cooperation.
Now I have no problem going into a minefield. If the rats go into an area and don't find anything, I'm fine to go in
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