Holy Hippo!

          Yeah, it was a hippo that stuck his head from the sand and it scared the fur off of these kitties.  Fuzzy fell back on her butt and Toni just stared with huge eyes with her mouth open.  Wait!  I know what you’re thinking.  This is Hank…

          Well…

          The resemblance to Hank was paw-vious.  Both were large heads, shiny eyes and really happy smiles on their faces.  Fuzzy noted that this hippo seemed a little bit smaller and well, Toni must’ve noticed something herself bepaws she stated the absolute paw-vious…

          “Wait a minute!  You’re not Hank.  Why do you look like Hank?”

          Here it turns out this was Hank’s little brother-Howie.  Fuzzy and Toni couldn’t believe it.  Who in the meow knew that Hank had a little brother?  Toni then asked the paw-vious, “Do you live in Africa?”

          Howie nodded and then went onto explain that he wanted to meet up with Hank for a long time but he was to young to leave home and as he grew up, he liked living with his family but then something really horrible happened.  Their dad was killed by a poacher and their mom had disappeared.  Howie got a big tear in his eye.  “Hank’s my only family,” he said.  “Is he here?”