Gambian Pouched Rat - Ability To Detect Land Mines and Tuberculosis By Scent

Ability To Detect Land Mines and Tuberculosis By Scent

A Tanzanian social enterprise founded by two Belgians called APOPO, trains Gambian pouched rats to detect land mines and tuberculosis with their highly developed sense of smell. The trained pouched rats are called HeroRATS.

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