Poor Hank!!!

 

          Meee-oh boy.  This wasn’t going to be good.  The kitties followed the authoritative hippo and were shocked to come to an area with 10 hippos and Hank was actually sprawled out in the middle of the field.  He was lying face up and giving a strange kind of groan.  The kitties were shocked, amazed and bewildered.  Fuzzy was amazed.  “Holy meows,” she meowed.

          “I told you so,” the big hippo said.

          “What in the meow is your name anyway?”  asked Paws, getting annoyed at the fact that the dude never identified himself. 

          “Harry,”’ the hippo answered.  “I’m Harry and you kitties better make a decision about this.”

          Fuzzy looked down at Hank and was so amazed at how sick he was.  His face looked red.  “Yeah,” she meowed, “we’re going to help Hank.  We have to!”