My name is Marita and I am born in Iran.
On August 31, 1994 I came with my mother and my 2 brothers out of thirst and hunger to a small place in the province of Yazd. Game guards saved my life when people in the local community attacked her because they saw a threat to their lifestock. But it was to late for my mother and my brothers. They did not survive.
Marita lived nearly ten years in Pardisan Park in Tehran, where she became the subject of filmmakers and wildlife enthusiasts who loved to see the only captive Asiatic cheetah in Iran, since it is difficult to see them in the wild. Marita died in 2003 at the age of 9, leaving her fans and friends heartbroken.
August 31 has now been named National Cheetah Day in Iran because of the traumatic events which brought Marita to our awareness, and it is commemorated with special events and public outreach each year.
My name is Kushki and I am an Asiatic cheetah.
I was given to the Iranian Department of Environmental Protection (DOE) by some wildlife enthusiasts in 2007 when I was only six months old. After several months in Pardisan Park in Tehran, I was transferred to Miandasht Wildlife Refuge, near to my native habitat. Because I lost my mother to early I never learned to hunt so I would not be able to survive in the wild.
Kushki now continues to live in captivity in a 13 hectare enclosure in Miandasht Wildlife Refuge specifically made for him. Different groups, including students, wildlife lovers, local communities from nearby villages and cities, government officials and other experts from Iran and abroad come to see him. Photographs and a film on Kushki have been made. A search is now being made to find a mate for him.
My name is Delbar and I am one of the last Asiatic cheetahs in the world.
A was still a cub in spring 2011 when I lost my mother. The dogs of an Afghan shepherd found me in Touran National Park in Semnan Province. With his herd of sheep and goats he was at a crossing near Tajor game guard station. He decided to keep me. The next evening, another shepherd who lived near Tajor noticed that the herd which was grazing nearby to his herd had something strange with them. He went over to see what it was, and saw me. He then took me away and brought me to the Tajor station game guards.
Cheetah cubs learn how to hunt at the end of their first year by going out with their mother on hunts. Unfortunately, because of her age and an unsuccessful attempt to find her family, it would have been wrong to release her into the wild. She has now been placed in a safe, enclosed area in the park, with little traffic and visitors. She currently feeds on rabbits and sheep meat and is in good physical condition.
I’m Otji and I travel in the name of all cheetahs left in the world. My name is short for Otjiwarongo which is a small city only 200 km north from Windhoek in Namibia. My journey begins here where the Cheetah Conservation Fund (CCF) is working on protecting my kind. Now I am on the road to help my cousins in Iran who are facing similar problems then we do here.
Otjiwarongo is known to be the cheetah capital of the world. Laurie Marker founded the CCF and dedicated herself to protect the last cheetahs in the world. Without her and all the wonderful people working together there would be no hope for the cheetah. The CCF is also supporting the Iranian Cheetah Society. The world of cheetah conservationists is small and it is good to see them working hand in hand.