The kitties looked at each other and Fuzzy just stared at the big hippo. “Aare you kidding me?” Fuzzy asked. “What do you mean a rare herb?”
The hippo looked really grave and a tad sad. “Hank has a weird, tropical disease that makes his stomach hurt and his bones brittle.”
The kitties were horrified, stunned and Fuzzy thought she was going to be sick. Poor Hank! Fuzzy didn’t get it though. Tropical disease? What tropical disease? “How did Hank get a tropical disease?” she asked.
The hippo looked annoyed by that question. “How would I know?” he asked. “I’m just telling you what he has.”
Paws couldn’t understand this. “What are you? Some kind of doctor?”
He snorted. “I’m not some kind of doctor- I am a doctor!” he said. “You’re lucky he didn’t end up at a human doctor- they would’ve put him down…”