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Sparks fly and and things get ugly when a persistent doctor, and a family who doesn't believe in going against natural design, are not on the same page with each other.

HISTORY OF THE CHARACTERS - 26 CHAPTERS (following the description):

A CIRCUMCISION ATTEMPT The present is summer of 2013

Description: Hospital Visit

Zhang Meerkat and his wife, Annika, had no idea what they were going to be up against when they had to take their son, Raphael, to the hospital emergency room on the evening of November 30, 2013. Raphael Meerkat had what Zhang and Annika had first thought was a cold, until pneumonia symptoms showed up, and Raphael complaining of feeling weak, and of his chest "feeling buzzy" when he coughed. Shortly after Raphael was admitted into the hospital, the doctor who was assigned to treat him showed up. Raphael's parents sensed that something didn't feel right about this big, brown rat. They also noticed he was circumcised, which they didn't pay much mind to, because, among friends of their family, are two circumcised civets* and a circumcised fossa* who's closest friends jokingly call him "Ding Bell", because his flared shape penis head would shake around, looking like a ringing bell, when he walked. "Hello, I'm Dr. Zander Iscelberg Rat", he introduced himself. "And I take it this is the little one we'll be checking for pneumonia this evening". "He's had a rattle in his chest when he coughs, and says he feels weak", Raphael's mom, Annika, told Dr. Rat. "What is that plastic thing?", Zhang asked. "And what's with the knife?" "Oh. This is a circumcision clamp." Dr. Zander Rat explained. "Before we do anything else, that nasty skin cover needs to come off your son's penis. By the way, you yourself should also consider getting..." "QUE O INFERNO?! (WHO THE HELL?!)" Zhang cut Dr. Rat off in mid sentence, as Raphael began freaking out, screaming and crying, scared half out of his wits...The last thing a little boy meerkat with pneumonia needs. The acquaintance between the Meerkat family and Dr. Rat got real ugly real quick. Annika demanded a different doctor for her son as Zander Rat argued how he thought it is the thing to do. "BACK OFF! AND I MEAN NOW, RAT!", Zhang shouted. But Dr. Rat ignored Zhang as he set the scalpel on the gurney to have a paw free, and retracted Raphael's sheath, poking his little meerkat penis all the way out, and trying to get the clamp bell over Raphael's penis head as Raphael began kicking and fighting it. "STOP THIS! NOW!", Annika screamed. As Raphael struggled, he kicked the scalpel Dr. Rat set on the gurney. Dr. Rat had to let loose of Raphael's penis, allowing it to sheath back in, so he can catch the flying scalpel. It was at that point, Zhang Meerkat quickly came around the gurney and gave Dr. Zander Rat a hard shove away from Raphael, almost knocking the doctor down, then roughing him up. "WHAT'S GOING ON OVER THERE?!", Dr. Tavi Mongoose, who was treating a heart patient, called out. "WE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN! DR. ICE BERG! WHO ELSE WOULD IT BE?!", Dr. Clyde Wolf answered. "Yea. Zander the Sander", said Nurse Teisha Civet. "Why does he always pull that crap?" Zhang Meerkat hollered at Zander Rat, "STAY AWAY FROM MY SON OR I'LL KILL YOU, YOU CREEP! THIS IS YOUR ONLY WARNING!", as Zhang began backing him away from Raphael. "They must be stopped!", said Nurse Civet. "Someone will be hurt!" "NO! Let him have at it.", said Dr. Wolf. "I'd like to see that meerkat nail the living shit out of Zander Ice Berg". Zhang continued backing Dr. Rat away, telling him, "I've laughed at tougher things than you ever dreamed of being, voce pedaco de merda (you piece of shit)!", then continuing to cuss Dr. Zander Rat out in Portuguese, that being the language of Angola, Africa where Zhang and Annika were born and raised. Annika was busy calming Raphael down. "It's all right, meu bebe (my baby). It's all right" Annika assured Raphael, as she was hugging and patting him. "Papai e Mamae irao mante-lo seguro (Daddy and Mommy will keep you safe). It's OK. Daddy's taking care of him now". Unbeknown to Dr. Zander Iscelberg Rat, Zhang Meerkat has been through bad war time experiences at a very young age which renders him at times not operating on a "full deck of cards". Zhang also has had martial arts training at a young age. And in addition to holding a 2nd degree black belt, Zhang has a temper. At this point, all Zander Rat has to do is take a half step back toward Raphael's direction, or run his mouth one more time, and Zhang Meerkat would turn Zander Rat into a corpse real quick. It had now escalated into a volatile situation as Zhang was on the edge of hooking up Zander Rat with a ride in a hearse and a closed casket funeral. Other doctors, hospital staff and a few patients looked on intensely, waiting for something to happen to Dr. Zander Rat, whom none of them liked. Zhang Meerkat then stared Zander Rat down, preparing at any second to go ballistic on him. Zander thought of using his scalpel as a defense weapon, but couldn't get up the nerve to do it. Had he tried it, Zhang could have snatched it away from Zander and rammed it up Zander's ass before Zander ever knew what happened. Annika had finally gotten Raphael calmed down, and came over and held paws with Zhang to calm him down. And hoping to hold Zhang back from making a mistake he'd later regret. Annika, like any other wife, does not want her husband in prison on a murder conviction. Dr. Zander Rat then dropped his circi-clamp and scalpel, and went running off, hollering for hospital security. Zhang, still holding paws with his wife, told Zander to go to Hell. Dr Zander Rat ran away not a moment too soon. Zhang Meerkat was only two seconds away from delivering a reverse spin kick to Zander Rat's chest. Zhang would have caved Zander's rib cage in like a cardboard box, instantly killing him. And all the other doctors in the hospital would not have been able to save Zander. Zander would have spent that night in cold storage with a wide open chest and a tag on his toe...and Zhang Meerkat in jail (In the Furry World, jail is jokingly nicknamed "the zoo").

A different doctor was assigned to treat Raphael, Dr. Clyde Wolf MD. "Please don't cut my pee-pee", Raphael timidly asked Dr. Wolf. "I'm not like Dr. Rat", Dr. Wolf assured Raphael. "I can promise you, as long as you are in my care, nothing's going to happen to your little boy thing". Raphael, as well as his parents were so relieved to hear that. Dr. Wolf and an attractive female fox nurse, Nurse Sheryl Fox, were very caring and friendly. Dr. Wolf alleviated Raphael's fear of doctors that Dr. Rat inflicted on him earlier that evening. Dr. Wolf and Nurse Fox, and the Meerkat Family got along well, and Raphael took a liking to Nurse Fox. At one point Raphael told her, "Nurse Sheryl. I like you. You're pretty". Sheryl Fox replied, "Aww. That's the nicest thing anyone's said to me all evening. Thank you, Raphael". After an examination, a couple of tests and an X-ray, Raphael's illness was confirmed as pneumonia. Dr. Wolf even showed Raphael the X-ray and told him it was a picture of his lungs, and pointed out the spots representing the infection at the top of his right lung. Raphael was fascinated by it. Dr. Wolf administered an antibiotic shot to Raphael's haunch, which he didn't like very well, then prescribed medication for Raphael to take twice a day. Raphael was then released to go home later that night. "You are by far a better doctor than that rat who first saw us", Zhang told Dr. Wolf, as they were about to leave. "Well, Thank you", Dr. Wolf replied. "I apologize for what you all were put through with Dr. Rat. I'm giving the apology on behalf of the hospital because you'll never get one from him". "And you've been so kind...Obrigado", Annika said to Dr. Wolf . "Oh?", Dr. Wolf pondered. "In our former homeland, it means thank you", Annika answered. "You are most certainly welcome", Dr. Wolf returned. The Meerkat Family and Dr. Wolf then bid each other bye, and the everything turned out well.

Hospital security did not press assault or threat charges on Zhang Meerkat, considering the circumstances. Zhang was let off with a warning instead. And he was lectured about a hospital being no place to be shouting and making loud noises.

As for Dr. Zander Iscelberg (Ice Berg) Rat, When it was his next time to come back on shift, Administration warned Dr. Rat that any more stunts, like the one he tried to pull on Raphael Meerkat, will get him up before a medical board inquiry, and a possible loss of his doctor's license. In their jurisdiction, forced circumcisions are considered unethical. Dr. Zander Rat came within two seconds of dying that evening, and had no clue of it. And Zander still goes on as an arrogant, stupid ass rat. *The two civets and the fossa, who are among friends of the Meerkat Family, had years ago, been in the hospital (the civets had major illnesses, and the fossa was hurt in a construction accident). Unbeknown to the Meerkat Family, they had the misfortune of Dr. Zander Rat being their Doctor.

HISTORY OF THE CHARACTERS (A LITTLE OF WHAT MAKES THEM TICK)

Chapter 1. Introduction to Zhang's Family

ZHANG MEERKAT, male, born in Angola (Africa) on May 1st, 1986, age 27, is Raphael's dad. Zhang came from a poor family, dirt poor. So poor, if it only took a nickle to go around the world, his family couldn't have gotten out of sight. Zhang was born to his dad, Bron Meerkat, and to his mom, Lacara, having two older brothers, Moze, the oldest, then Jorad. And later, a younger brother, Cheesah, was born. Home was a dirt floor, bungalow style house in the Angolan, jungle countryside.

Zhang's family spoke Portuguese, which is the language of Angola. But they, and many others they knew, could also speak English. Mose, Jorad and Zhang didn't go to school because times were so hard, the sons were needed to help bring in family income. During that time, Angola was ravaged by poverty. And a power struggle between two factions, sometimes erupting into paramilitary confrontations, had existed since 1975, following a 1961 to 1974 war for national independence from Portugal. And what made it worse for the family, Bron, their dad, developed hip dysplasia as a cub, and could only work what temporary odd jobs he is physically able to do. When Zhang was going on age 6, that was also about the time Cheesah was born.

Chapter 2. The War

One winter morning, late in the month of June of 1995 (Southern Hemisphere, but still near the Equator), when Zhang was age 9, the homeland was invaded by guerrilla fighters from a region of the country of reese monkeys in the mountains to the north, and they were leaving no survivors in their wake. Months earlier, there had been a cease fire in the country's 21 years of power struggle. But now it had escalated into an all out military invasion from the northern provinces who declared them selves as their own nation. And it also wasn't long before the invaders were joined by forces from the small, northern country of Cabina. Zhang's home country was out numbered and desperately needed everyone, regardless of gender, health condition or age, who can hold and fire a weapon. That also meant owners of nonessential businesses had to close shop and cubs who were going to school had to pull out of school to go fight in the war. Even the leaders of towns, leaders of provinces as well as the leaders of the country along with other elected officials picked up weapons to go fight. "Everyone who can hold and fire a weapon" meant "everyone who can hold and fire a weapon", with only few special exceptions. While the invaders had only a limited amount of assault vehicles and other military equipment, the meerkats along with other citizens of the country had less than that. All they had were old civilian firearms for military weapons, and dynamite (some of it old) and homemade explosives for grenades. And their military transport were their own personal vehicles, nearly all of which were in ragged mechanical condition. The populations of the country's southern provinces were basically a rag tag, civilian army, and with no option of surrender or negotiation, because the invasion was a genocidal one. Those who had cars with radios that worked had already heard reports of species extermination campaigns being carried out in a few of their northern villages, and knew their only two choices were prevail or be killed. Members of Zhang's family who were called upon to help defend the homeland were Zhang's dad in what ever way he could serve with his hip joints being bad, and Zhang's two older brothers and Zhang himself. Cheesah was only 3, and Lacara, the mom, had to stay home to care for him. Zhang found himself helping to defend the homeland in a guerrilla combat war, as a 9 year old cub, not much older than Raphael would be in the year 2013. At his young age, Zhang, who was issued a 4/10 gauge shotgun and rifled slugs, got the experience of firing on other living beings, and at age 9, having two kills to his credit. And a time or two, Zhang had a close scrape with death himself from enemy fire. This is where a cub really learns to grow up, and learns to grow up fast. Maybe even too fast. Zhang, as well as others, was well instructed in martial arts when there was time for it, because there wasn't the guarantee of a firearm, or ammo, being available. In some parts of the country, there was a shortage weapons. Some meerkats were fighting with weapons, ammo and grenades (the real ones) taken from fallen reese monkeys. One hot July afternoon, only a few weeks into the war, Zhang saw his next oldest brother, Jorad, take a sniper shot in the chest. Zhang immediately dropped his weapon and ran over, crying, to Jorad, who was still conscious, but laid dying. As Jorad was moaning, "Estou a sangrar...Estou ferido gravemente (I'm bleeding...I'm hurt badly.)" another round ricocheted near Zhang, followed by the distant sounds of muzzle fire and projectile crack, as he laid with his brother, Jorad, hugging him. The adult meerkat, who was with Jorad and Zhang, spotted the reese monkey sniper and took him out with a fatal 30.06 shot to the forehead. Jorad gave his last farewell to Zhang and asked him in a weak voice, "Zhang, I love you. And tell mom and dad and our brothers good bye for me. Tell them I love them." Then Jorad passed away. Zhang cried bitterly, embracing his deceased brother for a while before he and the adult moved on. Jorad's body was picked up for burial that evening. Zhang also saw two cousins die in that war. One he saw actually get shot, the way he saw his brother die, and one he came up on as she laid unconscious and dying. Later during the war, Zhang earned a metal of honor when he was blazed in the thigh while helping a wounded fellow meerkat to safety. In November of that same year, which is shortly before summer in the Southern Hemisphere, the reese monkeys were well on their way to being defeated. It was then, Zeth, Zhang's grandpa on his mom's side of the family was killed while helping to drive the last of the reese monkeys back to where they came from. As with the death of her 2nd son Jorad, Lacara along with the rest of the family also took the death of her dad very hard. Within a week of Lacara's dad's death, the meerkats finally prevailed, and the reese monkeys were drove back north into the mountains for good. The meerkats never forced a disarmament on the reese monkeys. It would have only meant another guerrilla war, going into their mountain homeland, to put them under submission. Besides that, the reese monkeys took such a loss of life among their kind at the end of the war, another invasion would be a mistake they weren't about to repeat anytime soon.

Chapter 3. Life Goes On

Zhang stayed with his martial arts training well after the war, and eventually achieved 2nd degree black belt. As a young teen, Zhang made progress in controlling a lifelong temper he always had, with the help of his parents and his martial arts instructor. Three years after the war, Zhang's family was beginning to fare more prosperously. By then, the country had made progress in resolving it's age old power struggle, and oil drilling and diamond mining had improved the country's economy. Zhang was 12 then. And Cheesah was 6. It was decided by Bron and Lacara that Cheesah would get the schooling they themselves and the older brothers never had. At least someone in the family would go to school and have a chance at a decent education. Zhang, like his parents and his older surviving brother, had no formal education, and Zhang was completely illiterate until age 12, and his older brother, Moze, wasn't literate by much. But Zhang made up for that the best he could by attending vocational training, and friends of the family who had a knowledge of literacy began teaching Zhang how to read and write, as well as improving on Moze's literary knowledge. Two years later, just before Zhang turned 14, Lacara had a heart attack The only hospital they had in their part of the country was a substandard medical clinic. But it was better than staying at home to die. Moze (now married), and his wife, Leia, had a new born daughter at the time, but still donated everything they can to go to pay Lacara's medical bills. Zhang found a job as a metal worker, a week before he turned 14, with help from the vocational program he was attending. Zhang kept none of his pay from his job. He gave it all toward paying for Mom's medical treatment. Dad helped the best he could, being disabled. Younger brother Cheesah, then age 8, offered to drop out of school and get work so he can help. But Mom and Dad wouldn't allow it. No one in the family had a formal education. And if Cheesah could complete his schooling, at least one member of the family will have a decent education. A few days after Lacara had her heart attack, it didn't look like she was going to make it. Her husband, Bron and her three sons, Moze, Zhang and Cheesah were at her bedside. So was her mom, Mylah and her brother, Amos and sister, Beth. Lacara told them that if the worse came, she'll be in a better place with her 2nd oldest son, Jorad, and her Dad, Zeph. Fortunately however, it would be many years yet before Lacara was to be reunited with Jorad and Zeth. A few days later, Lacara's condition improved and she finally made a full recovery.

Chapter 4. Zhang Meets a Female

It was two years later, Zhang noticed an artwork wall mural being painted by an attractive, female meerkat, who was commissioned to paint it. The smooth, stucco walled building was painted to make it look like the wall was part of the stone laid sidewalk with jungle scenery beyond it. Zhang and the female artist, Annika, became acquainted after Zhang stopped to admire the painting. In the weeks to follow, Zhang, then 16, and Annika, then 23, became close friends. Zhang showed an interest in art, and asked Annika if she teach him some about it. So during the following year or so, Annika would occasionally let Zhang come over to her studio for art lessons. By the time Zhang was 18, and Annika 25, they were dating, and there was now a strong love bond between them. Zhang would still come over for art lessons, and by this time, they would spend some quality time together. One evening, in mid April, after Annika had just turned 26, and Zhang was a couple of weeks from turning 19, the two of them were laying on a large, roll out mat, on the stone slab floor of the porch atrium that adjoined Annika'a studio. As they were sipping on Merlot wine and watching the stars come out, Annika snuggled up to Zhang as they were both laying on their backs. Zhang put a paw around her. Then Annika rested her paw on Zhang close to his genital. Zhang reached his paw he had around Annika far enough to reach her pussy, as Zhang's penis started poking his head out, and popping out further and further in timing with Zhang's heart beat. Zhang was rubbing at the edge of Annika's pussy, a little timid to go the rest of the way over onto her. "It's OK Zhang", Annika softly told him. "Bring your paw over more. Va em frente (Go for it)". Now Zhang was gently rubbing the right side of Annika's pussy as his penis was just about completely extended out and hard, but still going at it a little timid. "Talvez isso ajude (Maybe this will help)", Annika said, as she began passionately massaging Zhang's penis head. Zhang's penis immediately stood out straight, hard and as far out as it can go. Zhang felt good all over from the erotic tingle he felt all around it's little head. His knees wobbled in and out, his feet jittered and he felt those butterflies in his lower ventral area. At one point, Zhang thrusted his pelvis up and down in a motion like he was having sex, while Annika continued giving little penis his head massage. Zhang massaged Annika's pussy, squishing it around, rubbing his paw deep in the clef, pulling it open, then pushing the labial halves firm against each other bulging the middle of Annika's pussy outward, and then tickling the entrance to Annika's vagina until Zhang could feel Annika's pussy puking oil out onto his paw. Zhang wasn't timid by then, and Annika was lovin' every second of it. So was Zhang. Then Annika turned on her side with her ventral facing Zhang. No one had to tell Zhang what next to do. Zhang turned facing Annika, embraced her up against him, pushing his hard penis into Annika's pussy, as Annika also embraced Zhang. Zhang's penis didn't find Annika's vagina right away. Zhang moved his penis head up and down inside Annika's pussy clef, frantically trying to find the vagina. Then Zhang felt it...The penis found it. Then Zhang went in as deep as his penis can go, as both Zhang and Annika were having sex like there was going to be no tomorrow, and feeling like they were in Sex Heaven if there were such a place. At climax, Zhang rejoicefully called out to Annika, "Amo-te! Amo-te! Amo-te! Amo-te! Ohhhh! Annika minha garota! OUUUU! Amo-te! Amo-te! (I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! Ohhhh! Annika my girl! OUUUU! I love you! I love you!)", then Annika kissed Zhang all over his face, neck and chest, then tightly embraced him. This was Zhang's first time at having sex. For Zhang a whole new world had just opened up to him...A whole new beautiful world. With the coal oil lamps dimmed way down low, Zhang and Annika had sex off and on through out the rest of the night, until dawn. At one point during the night, Zhang and Annika fell asleep while they were still copulated together, with Zhang softly telling Annika in his sleep, "Sim. Amo-te. Sim. Amo-te. (Yes. I love you. Yes. I love you)", and slept copulated for more than an hour, then being awakened after Zhang's penis went flaccid, slipped out of Annika's pussy and back into Zhang's sheath. In the days to follow, Zhang and Annika would get together again to have sex. Then came the time they were doing it almost every night. On May 2nd, 2005, one day after Zhang's 19th birthday, Zhang proposed to Annika, Annika accepted, and on that same day, the two happy meerkats sought a justice of the peace, and got married. From that day on, Zhang and Annika Meerkat are husband and wife, with a love bond you couldn't tear apart if you tried. Zhang's family was unexpectedly, but pleasantly, surprised when Zhang introduced Annika to them and announced they've become husband and wife. Annika's husband now lives with Annika, instead of with his parents Bron and Lacara and younger brother Cheesah. In spite of Zhang having had a hard life growing up, or maybe because of it, Zhang is an achiever and a go getter with a strong sense of ambition.

Chapter 5. Introduction to Annika's Family

ANNIKA MEERKAT, female, born in Angola (Africa) on April 17th, 1979, age 34, is Raphael's mom. Annika came from a lower middle income family, born to her dad, Banga, and to her mom, Murua, having two older sisters, Nafula, the oldest, then Abina. And later, a younger brother, Najja, was born. Annika was 2 years old when younger brother Najja was born. Because Najja was the only male sibling among three sisters, and the youngest, Annika and her two older sisters use to tease Najja when they were all at cub age, except Nafula didn't tease Najja very much. She was becoming an adolescent about the time Najja was getting old enough to be teased. Abina and Annika were the ones who did most of the teasing...that is until their parents, Banga and Murua, put a stop to it with a paddle.

Chapter 6. Annika's Experience of the War

On that June morning of 1995, when the reese monkeys invaded from the north, Annika was 16. The part of the country Annika help to defend didn't see as much action Zhang had seen. There was the time, about half way through the war, Annika, and another female meerkat her age, Zella, was up on a bluff that overlooked a small jungle area and an open plain beyond. Annika and Zella were sitting on a boulder that was on top the bluff when a chunk of rock popped only inches from Annika's paw, accompanied by a ricochet noise, and followed by the close sounds of muzzle fire, and projectile crack. As the two meerkats scurried behind the boulder, another chunk of rock blew out of the boulder near Zella's head, with the sounds of ricochet, muzzle fire and projectile crack. Annika, then Zella, saw them...two reese monkeys crouched behind a mound. A brief exchange of gun fire took place with Annika blasting one through the chest with her 20 gauge shotgun. The other one immediately turned tail and ran away, disappearing into the patch of jungle. Minutes later, Annika spotted the fleeing monkey out on the open plain. He was almost a half mile away, and Annika's 20 gauge wouldn't reach him. Zella's weapon would. She had an AK-47. Zella fired several times before she and Annika finally saw the reese monkey fall with his chest blown out. The AK-47 had been taken from the dead body of one of the invaders. She was using it until she could no longer get ammo for it. Then she would go back to using her 32 caliber rifle. In November of that same year, after the reese monkeys were defeated and driven back to where they came from, Annika and her brother Najja, then 14, received honorable mentions for outstanding service. Annika also received martial arts training during the war, and stayed with it after the war until she achieved green belt.

Chapter 7. How Annika Fared After the War

Annika, like quite a few other school age meerkats, didn't go back to school after the war. Because the war went well into November of 1995, and almost every meerkat from age 7 through 77 was called upon to fight, it was too late for schools to conduct the 1995 - 1996 school year. During that year, many school age meerkats got jobs and didn't bother returning to school during the 1996 - 1997 year. The last grade Annika attended before the war was 10th grade. Instead of going back to school, she pursued being a free lance artist instead. Annika made a good living being commissioned to do wall murals, portraits and other art work. For many buildings in the nearby town, the murals were a vast improvement. Many of those buildings had walls made of stacked stone, or wood frame from raw timber with corrugated tin walls. Some of the better buildings were stucco but still looked rather shabby. She also got to be well known for her exceptional work doing portraits of what few wealthy and somewhat wealthy anthro animals there were living in Angola who would pay Annika well for portraits and novelty paintings she'd do for them. It was when Annika was doing a wall mural for a cafe', a cute, 16 year old, male meerkat, Zhang, stopped by to admire her work. That's when they became acquainted, later became friends, at even a later time fell in love, and when Annika was 26, and Zhang turning 19, they got sexually involved with each other, and shortly thereafter got married. The tail end of Chapter 4 of Zhang's history tells that story.

Chapter 8. The Country Experiences Political Troubles

It was well into June of 2005, Zhang and Annika had been married for over a month. There had been a trend toward the meerkat's homeland of Angola becoming politically unstable over the past month, and it wasn't getting any better. Large numbers of other species of anthro animals had immigrated to Angola, from other countries that were torn by civil war, political corruption and other problems. The immigrants who came to Angola wanted a share of control of the country the governing meerkats wouldn't let them have. There had already been riots in a few cities because of the situation. Life still went on for Zhang and Annika, as well as for their friends and relatives. Throughout the rest of the summer, Zhang and Annika would often encounter a genet, mongoose, civet or some other immigrant animal who would try to make an issue with them about "how the meerkats are trying to hold all the power in Angola". Zhang thought he was going to have to fight off a palm civet who was talking that way when Zhang told him, "Why can't you get a life?" It was good for the palm civet he didn't try anything. Had he did, Zhang having cubhood war experiences, could have easily snapped and went ballistic on the palm civet. And with Zhang being 2nd degree black belt, and still having a temper issue, Zhang could have easily messed up that palm civet really bad. Both Zhang's and Annika's families would also have similar stories to tell of their encounters with the disgruntled immigrants, many of which also openly blamed meerkats for the country's problems. Late September, Annika found out she was pregnant with Zhang's cub. Zhang and Anika felt like this was the best blessing they've ever had, and both of their families were thrilled to hear news of it. When Bron, Lacara, Cheesah, Annika and Zhang was visiting with Annika's family, Lacara asked, "What name will you give the cub?" Members of both families began offering suggested names. Zhang told everyone, "We don't know if it's a male or a female yet". "You know, Zhang?" said Annika. "I somehow feel like its a boy". Bron asked Zhang, "Son, do Annika and you know when the cub is due?" "No we don't, Dad," Zhang answered. "Annika and I have been together every night. There's no telling when it conceived". "We're figure it will be some time in November", Annika added. "75 days for us meerkats", said Murua, Annika's mom. "That would make November about right". Two days after the visit with the relatives, riots began flaring up in many cities over the power struggle between the meerkats and other species immigrants. Then a new problem for the country also appeared. A pangolin, who called himself, "Sar Al Binar" had mustered huge cult following in the far western part of the country near the Atlantic coast, and was threatening to wage a holy war on the country. The meerkats had for generations adhered to Christian and family values, and Pangolin Sar Al Binar had made public statements that his agenda is to destroy that whole way of life. However, it didn't appear like he had near enough followers to pull it off. Zhang and Annika, along with everyone they knew, were keeping up with news reports on where the country was headed. As a nation, the country was literally falling apart. But then came the worse news of all, Meerkats who were sent to scout around in the mountains to the north, came back with reports that the reese monkeys had prepared for another invasion on the meerkat homeland. and a much bigger invasion, with more allies, than the one 10 years earlier. During another family get together, the families discussed moving to a different country. Annika even mentioned concern for her unborn cub . "If things get really bad, what is the chance of our cub surviving it", Annika asked. "This country is getting to where it will no longer a safe place to live", Banga, Annika's dad, said. "It's already gotten that way", said Bron", "All you have to do is look around". "Does this mean there's going to be another war?", Cheesah, then age 13, asked, remembering the war when he was age 3, and remembering his older brother Jorad and his grandfather Zeth being laid into their graves. It was then decided by both families, that research should be started right away as to looking for another country to immigrate to. After days of research, Southern India is what the meerkats decided on to be the most ideal of those countries that were willing to take them, And although the meerkats, being Angolan, spoke Portuguese, they were also able to hold a conversation in fluent English. And English is a common language spoken in India, therefore, there wouldn't be a language barrier when they arrived there. It would mean leaving jobs, cars, possessions and homes. Not to mention Zhang's younger brother, Cheesah, will have to pull out of school five years early. School was to start next month, the Angolan school year running from October to July. That would leave Cheesah with only a 7th grade education, unless he can get into India's school system. But all those things were on their way to being gone anyway with the way events were going. The main concern was to get out of the country while they still can.

Chapter 9. Fleeing the Country

As conditions within the country began to rapidly deteriorate, the families got the passports they needed, packed what they could carry, and made travel arrangements. Those arrangements were to drive out to the sea port town of Port of Beira, on the Indian Ocean coast. Once there, they were to contact a freighter Captain, Yannas Fossa. The meerkat families would travel aboard Yannas Fossa's vessel, an India bound freighter, and the able bodied males would work aboard the freighter as payment for the ride over. When they sold their homes for what they could get out of them, they didn't get a whole lot. It wasn't like the homes could stay on the market for months. Plus hardly anyone was buying real estate because of the turmoil the country was in. There was one thing not left overlooked. The family did take a short while to visit the graves of their deceased loved ones for the last time. After the grave visits, the last thing left was to close out their bank accounts, make currency exchanges for Indian currency and currency exchange for travel expense going through Zambia and Mozambique on their way to the east coast. Upon entering the bank, members of the meerkat families noticed the bank's employes and customers seemed to be in a somber mood, and quiet enough to clearly hear the building's well worn, wooden floor creak as it was being walked on. "Why is everyone so gloomy?", Chessah asked. "Reese monkeys began an attack from the northern part of the country a while ago" , a meerkat at a teller desk answered. "There's a lot of our fellow creatures leaving the country", a loan officer who knew Annika's family told them. "I think you are you all are doing the right thing by leaving. I'm about ready to get my family and leave". "It's horrible", said Murua. "We never thought we'd see the country get like this", Banga replied. "No one ever thought it would", The loan officer added. Other customers in the bank began talking about their experiences, and that they were also leaving the country. There wasn't a lot of foreign currency left at the bank, but Zhang, Annika and their families were able to make exchange for some of the Zambian and Mozambique currency needed to get them across the continent. However, the bank had no Indian currency to exchange for them. And in their small town, that was the only bank within an hour's drive. "I don't know if you'll be able to exchange Angolan currency for Indian currency, once you get to India, being our country is under invasion", another bank employee friend of Annika's family said. "But you should try to do it as soon as you can, once you get there. If this country falls, your Angolan currency will be worthless". As the families left, they bid "Adeus" and thanked them for everything, then they got into their cars, and they were on their way down the dirt street, headed for the highway going east out of the country. For Zhang, Cheesah and a few others, this would be the first time in their lives they would travel more than 80 kilometers from their place of birth. On their way out of town, it became evident how many others had the same idea of leaving. They've never seen this many vehicles on the highways before: cars, trucks, vans, buses, bicycles, taxi scooters and even a few wagons drawn by non-antrho beasts of burden. They also noticed it weren't only other meerkats leaving the country, but other anthro animal species as well. And the dust was terrible as the highway leaving Angola, like many others, was a dirt and gravel roadway. As the meerkat family's convoy of cars neared the eastern border, heading out of Angola, they noticed the side of the highway going east out of country was crowded with an exodus of fleeing vehicles, including their own. And at times, they would see vehicles on the shoulder of the highway that had broken down. The side of the highway coming in from the east, going west back into Angola, didn't have a single vehicle on it. After a while, the meerkat families finally made it to the Zambian border, and at least getting out of Angola was a welcome sight. They've now gotten that far. The eastbound side of the highway was backed up with so many vehicles leaving the country, a hyena and a cheetah at the check point, going into the next country, just waved them on through as long as a vehicle didn't look suspicious to them. This was the Meerkat Family's first time out of the country, and once in Zambia, they found out that driving in that country was done on the left side of the road, unlike in Angola where traffic travels on the right. It did take some getting use to. The highway past the Zambian border was a better roadway than the dirt and gravel road back in Angola. At least it was substandard asphalt paved, unmarked, and with occasional potholes anyone driving on it would have to watch out for. It was a very good road compared to what the meerkats have known all their lives.

Chapter 10 The Road Trip.

As the family continued on their way east, there were fewer vehicles on the road with them due to many refugees traveling off to different directions. Many of those fleeing Angola either had different destinations to other countries within Africa, or to different sea ports to board different ships to different continents. On the way through Zambia, the meerkat families stopped at a few banks along the way and tried to exchange their Angolan currency for Indian currency, or for any country's currency that will still be accepted for exchange in the event Angola was taken over. But none of the banks would exchange it. It was beginning to look as though the family was not going to be able dump the currency everyone knew was becoming worthless. At one bank, a genet teller got her manager, a serval, to see what he can do for them. "I'm really sorry", the serval told them. "No financial institution in their right mind will accept Angolan currency with that country about to collapse". Some of the family members explained their situation to the serval, and expressed concerns about arriving to a new country, being broke. The serval told them, "Here's what I can do. We don't have Indian currency. But I can exchange to you Zambian currency, allowing 20% of what your Angolan currency is now worth. It's the best I can do. Any bank in India will exchange our currency. I'll just dump off the Angolan currency into an investment, but I'm still taking a financial risk". "We're really going to take a big loss on that deal", Zhang noted. "Son, it's all we got", replied Bron. "Part of something is better than all of nothing". So it was decided by the meerkats to take the serval up on his offer. Zhang, Annika and their families would not be going to India rich. But at least they would not be broke. Bron, being poor all his life like the rest of the family, could never afford a decent vehicle. That became obvious about an hour's drive before they got to the Zimbabwean border when the engine in his old, beat up station wagon developed a clacking sound. http://youtube.com/watch?v=xy9u3JxVeXo and Bron flashed the lights for the others to pull over. "What's wrong?", Banga asked Bron as he walked up to Bron's car, still idling and engine clacking. "Oh, that don't sound good". "I'm just about sure I've got a rod getting ready to go", said Bron as other family members came walking up. "Bron, If your car doesn't make it, Lacara, Cheesah, and you can ride with us", Banga offered. "It might be a little crowed". "Cheesah could ride with Annika and I", Zhang said as Annika nodded in agreement. "I could make what ever room I can on my flat bed for your belongings", Annika's younger brother, Najja, told Bron. The truck was already pretty well loaded. http://youtube.com/watch?v=Ajn6sZmvTWw . "Well, let's see how far this old car will make it", said Bron. It was decided to have Bron drive ahead of the rest of the other cars, so if his car had anymore trouble, the others would know to stop. Everyone got back into their vehicles and continued their journey. As the family drove on, the clacking in Bron's station wagon got progressively louder. "How far will it go, Dad", Cheesah asked Bron. "There's no way to tell, Son", Bron answered. "It can go anytime. And I've seen them run for months that way". About a half an hour later, the rapid clacking gave way to a loud "BOOMP". The rear wheels locked up (rear wheel drive). Bron pressed the clutch petal, disengaging the rest of the drive train from the locked up engine and allowing the rear wheels to turn again. The meerkats in the the other vehicles could see steam coming from Bron's car, and knew to pull over. Bron's car had finally quit running. When Bron got out and raised the hood of his car, he could clearly see a connecting rod driven out through the side of the engine, and steam and coolant blowing out. "Looks like it's gone it's last mile, Dad", said Zhang after he walked up and had a look at the engine. "I can't complain, Son. It's been a good car", Bron told Zhang. "I just wish it had not picked a time like this to quit on me". The arrangements that were discussed earlier, when Bron's car was first showing signs of trouble, were carried through with. And a note was put on the car to let the grand parents and parent's siblings know every thing was OK. They were traveling in a different group, about half a day behind, and everyone knew they would recognize Bron's car and be concerned. Along with transferring belongings from Bron's car, they also collected the gasoline from the fuel tank for the other vehicles. They had nothing for a siphon hose, so a hole was made in the bottom of the tank with a hammer and a screwdriver (metal tank), then wallowing the hole out bigger with the screwdriver. Then a beat up, old gas can that Najja had in his truck was placed under to catch the stream of gasoline. When the can would fill up, a rag was held tightly on the hole while the can was being emptied into other vehicles. "Dad. Leia and I have water can with a spout", Moze called out to Bron as Leia held the can up so Bron could see it. "Bring it on over", said Bron. Both cans were alternately placed back under the tank of Bron's car and the process was repeated until the tank had emptied out. A moment was also taken to collect the marker light bulbs and headlights to change out on the other vehicles that needed them. Being that their vehicles had the old style, round, sealed beam, glass headlights, they were interchangeable. And the battery in Moze and Leia's car had not been holding a charge very well lately. That was obvious when Moze couldn't get their car to crank. When Moze turned the key, the solenoid would make a rapid clicking sound. Fortunately, the battery in Bron and Lacara's disabled car was right for Moze and Liea's car. They had to set the battery in crooked to get one of the cables to reach, but once the battery was changed out, the car was able to start. The last of the belongings in Bron's car were loaded onto Najja's, already loaded, 1962 Thames K series flatbed, and into Moze and Leia's car, with 5 year old daughter, Dora, riding on Mom's lap. A 1971 Opal Kadett station wagon doesn't leave a lot of room to take on extra luggage http://youtube.com/watch?v=0PdsCPhz4Y8. After everything was tended to, Cheesah wanted to see the blown engine in his dad's car. Thirteen year olds have a way of being curious. "We don't have time for that, Cheesah", Bron told him. "Get over there with your brother and Annika. You're riding with them". "Cheesah! Come on." Zhang called out to his younger brother, motioning him over with his paw. "Get over here." Cheesah got in with with Zhang and Annka. And Bron and Lacara got in with Annika's parents, Banga and Murua. Annika's sister Abina, got in with Zhang and Annika to make room in her parent's car for Bron and Lacara. Just before they got back on their way, Annika's oldest sister Nafula and her husband Yousaf, asked everyone to travel at a slower pace, because they've been having problems for the past 30 kilometers with their car trying to overheat http://youtube.com/watch?v=xPoID2GWopM . The meerkats continued their journey, on their way to Port of Beira, abandoning Bron's old station wagon on the shoulder of the highway. Along with the note on the windshield, and the old battery from Moze and Liea's car left on the passenger's side floor board, the only other things left behind in the car were the keys, and the title placed on the driver's seat with Bron and Lacara's signature signing the car off to whoever wants an old Toyota station wagon with a blown engine. Moze led the way in his Opal wagon, followed by Najja's old Thames truck http://youtube.com/watch?v=wunPE65r3dE , then Annika's 1967 Mockvitch http://youtube.com/watch?v=cjA5bxm1dng, then followed by Bangs'a 1972 Toyota Mark II Wagon with the vibration in the front wheel, and the last vehicle, Yousaf's Renault 4 which had developed an engine temperature issue http://youtube.com/watch?v=X9UqlFnHdkg . As the journey continued, Bron and Lacara noticed that Banga and Murua's car wasn't doing much better. http://youtube.com/watch?v=IxLlfSGZzl8. The automatic transmission would slip between 2nd and drive, there was an intermittent vibration from one of the front wheels. "I hope your car holds up better than mine did", Bron said to Banga. "The transmission's been slipping going on three months now", said Banga. "But it's the wheel I'm worried about. That's only started since we began this trip, and it's gotten worse". A part of the Meerkat Family's road trip to Port of Beira took them through a Northern part of Zimbabwe (formerly Rhodesia), and through some mountainous terrain. Like in Zambia, traffic there also travels on the left side of the road. From there on, their trip went pretty much without vehicles breaking down. And by this time, they were driving on roads, such as Route A3 toward Mutare, that were nothing like the roads they knew back in Angola, which were dirt, and what few that were paved were full of potholes. These were well built asphalt roads, smooth and with no potholes. Although the roads had no pavement markings, they were plenty wide enough for vehicles to navigate with lots of room...except for on the bridges. When the meerkats arrived into the city of Mutare, they were impressed with how much more modern and beautiful it is than the poverty plagued towns and villages they knew back in their old homeland. And it wasn't very far before they would be crossing the border into Mozambique. While in Mutare, the meerkats stopped at a petrol station and fueled up their vehicles. As the rest of the meerlats were fueling their vehicles, Bron had noticed that Moze had the hood up on his car a lot longer than it would take to check the oil. "Is everything OK, Son?", Bron asked as he noticed Moze was tending to something with cap off the car's distributor. "It will be, Dad", Moze answered as he was rubbing a small piece of emery cloth between the points. "Just trying get more life out of these points. They should have been replaced a long time ago". "We did hear your car backfire a few times as we slowed down to pull in here", Bron added as Cheesah came over to check it out. "It looks like I'm going to have to re-adjust the dwell by the time I get them as clean as they should be", said Moze. "Cheesah, go ask the attendant for a book of matches", Bron told his youngest son. "Matches?", Cheesah asked. "Just do as I'm telling you, and you'll learn something in a few minutes", Bron told him. So Cheesah went and got the matches as he was told, and after a minute, came back and pawed the matchbook over to his dad. "This is the universal feeler gauge", Moze told younger brother Cheesah as Bron pawed them over to Moze. As Moze adjusted the dwell with an allen wrench from his tool box, and with the matchbook cover as a feeler gauge, Bron and Moze explained the procedure to Cheesah. Before long, Moze had everything put back together and ready to go. As the family went in to get some things to eat along the way, Cheesah was still amazed by the electric lights he had been noticing in the buildings they stopped at along their journey. Although Bron, Lacara, the grandparents and some of Annika's family had seen electric lights in the more developed parts of their old homeland, the rest of the family members had never seen them in buildings until they began the trip. What little bit of lighting that worked on their motor vehicles were all the electric lighting they had been familiar with. Zhang had seen electrical service in the metal fabrication shop where he got his apprentice training. And he had used power tools and equipment and worked by electric lighting. But the shop had their own industrial size generator to run machinery, with a 220 volt, 50 cycle, step down transformer for paw held power tools. All of which was powered up by a large, twin cylinder, steam engine that had one of those old type, riveted boilers with a wood burning fire box. And Cheesah had never known that electricity or electric lights in buildings even existed. In the part of Angola they were from, a power grid did not exist. It had always been sunlight by day, and coal oil lamps, candles or moonlight by night, except for motor vehicle lights and onsite generated power for industrial purposes. Once the meerkats were on their way again, it wasn't long before they got onto the Beira Road just out of Mutare, which took them onto Route EN6 into Mozambique. Like it was, traveling through Zambia and Zimbabwe, they were to continue driving on the left side of the highway, which had been proving difficult because that put the driver's side of their vehicles away from the center of the road, with the exception of Najja's old Thames flat bed. It was built with the driver's side on the right. Now, most of their road trip was behind them. That part of Mozambique is not very far of a drive between it's west border and Port of Beira. The meerkats were happy to find that Route EN6 going through Mozambique was also a well built road like A3 and the Beira Road were, when they came through Zimbabwe. Some time later, the asphalt pavement left off where concrete highway began. Although the concrete portion of the road was one of the country's older stretches of highway that had occasional patch repairs now and then, it was still fairly smooth, and decent to drive on. It was originally built to the old 3rd world country standards, barely wide enough for two lanes with no markings on it, and no place to pull off except into knee high weeds and jungle growth. Palm trees leaning over the highway from the groves and jungle cast shadows of their palm fronds down onto the concrete surface making the highway appear to have palm frond pattern all over it. And the sound of driving over the expansion joints making that steady rapid "clip clop clip clop clip clop" rhythm, that in combination with the rickety hum of the four cylinder engines their old, ragged cars were equipped with, was soothing to those who were not driving to fall asleep by. A few hours before sunset, local thunderstorms began moving through. There was a really big storm the family drove right into, with lots of rain, hard winds and lightning, and some of the lightning striking pretty close. Najja's truck didn't have windshield wipers, so everyone had to pull off onto the shoulder the highway into those knee high weeds and stop for an hour until the storm passed. Because of the amount of time Annika's car was turned off waiting out the storm, the engine would have to warm up again before they could continue on their way. Ever since Annika owned her ragged, old, 1967 Moskvitch, the choke plate had been missing off of the carburetor. A small piece of cardboard was always kept in the glove compartment to use as a temporary choke. After the storm had left, Zhang had to raise the hood and take the top off the air filter housing, and hold that piece of cardboard over the throat of the carburetor while Annika idled the engine until it warmed up. ( http://youtube.com/watch?v=2_vd70JwbyEshows a rickety sounding 1968 Moskvich engine idling. Annika's car doesn't look as nice as the one in the video though.) Once the engine was able to run without the cardboard being held over the carburetor, Zhang put the air filter housing back together, closed the hood, got back into the car, put the piece of cardboard back into the glove compartment, and everyone continued on their way. Shortly after nightfall, as Annika was driving, Zhang had gotten the radio in her old car to work. Sometimes the radio would play, and sometimes it would not. Annika's car, being older than both Zhang and Anika, had a radio from a different car that was one of those old push button kind. When Zhang tuned it onto a beautiful Angolan folk song https://youtube.com/watch?v=vS_SSXB5yks, Annika asked him to leave it tuned there, but reminded him not to turn the volume to high because Cheesah and Abina were asleep on the back seat. "It's one of my favorite songs we use to listen to back in the homeland", said Annika. "But I know it can't be coming from Angola". "We're to far to pick up a signal from there by now", replied Zhang. "Besides that, my guess is what radio stations are left in Angola are still conducting emergency broadcasting tonight". "I just feel for those who didn't make it out of the country", Annika added. As the song played, Zhang and Annika thought about how peaceful it was, the family riding through the warm night in those old vehicles of theirs with the windows down, averaging about 70 kph (45 mph) on that old, narrow, concrete highway that was still wet from freshly fallen rain along some stretches, as they saw the night sky occasionally being lit up by distant thunderstorms, with the car radio making a short crackle from the static of each distant lightning strike. Quite a contrast from what they knew had to be going on back in Angola. Zhang and Annika heard Cheesah's voice from the back seat, so Zhang looked back to check on his younger brother when he said in his sleep, "Mmph. Eu quero foda voce. Amo-te". Annika's sister, Abina, was awaken by what Cheesah had said and thought it was she, Cheesah was laying the love lines on, until she noticed he was still asleep. Zhang and Abina noticed Cheesah, was evidently having one of those sexy dreams. That was obvious by Cheesah's penis poking all the way out of his sheath, erect and occasionally bobbing upward then dropping back down again. "Hey, Cheesah", Zhang, almost laughing, called to his brother as Abina chuckled, "Who you wanna have sex with in that dream of yours?". Cheesah responded, while still half asleep, with, "Uhm...Sim...Hmmm", then dozed back off to sleep to the song on the car radio and to the rhythm of the car traveling over the highway expansion joints. "I thought it was me he was wanting to make love to", Abina said with a smile, then observed as she giggled, "Ooo! Cheesah piu-piu pequeno esta pulando novamente! (Ooo! Cheesah's little pee-pee is hopping up again!)". "I can well imagine what Cheesah's dreaming about", Zhang laughed. Annika turned the interior light on and took her eyes off the road only long enough to glance back at her young brother in law. "Aww, let him sleep, Zhang", Annika said with a chuckle. "I'd say he's having a really sweet dream". "I guess you're right", Zhang agreed with his wife as they both smiled to each other. After all, no one was really concerned about Cheesah having a wet dream all over the back seat of Annika's car and on Abina. At age 13, Cheesah was a couple of years away from that yet.

"Mmm, your brother has a really strong sex scent", Annika said to Zhang as Cheesah's smegma had put an odor in the car, smelling like popcorn butter and epoxy. "That scent always was strongest on Cheesah's little xixi menino among us four brothers", Zhang replied with a smile as he rolled the window on his side the rest of the way down. "There was a nickname Moze, Jorad and I use to tease Cheesah with about that", Zhang told Annika. "That is?", Annika asked as she rolled her window down more. Zhang whispered in Annika's ear, "Cheesah esta besta de pipoca", as Annika lit up with a smile. "Aw, that's cute", Annika said, then giggled. "I bet he did not like it". "Oh, he would get mad at us for it", Zhang replied. "What did they call him?", Abina asked her sister. "I'll wait and tell you the next time we leave the car, in case Cheesah wakes up", Annika answered Abina. "Good idea", Zhang added. In English, that nickname is, "Cheesah this popcorn beast"...or, "Cheesah this beast of popcorn".

Zhang and Annika continued to watch the distant thunderstorms light up the night sky, with the radio picking up the lightning static, as they continued riding along that long stretch of old concrete highway. The other family member's vehicles were also holding up so far without any more mechanical problems. Then Zhang began to doze off to sleep, to a another Angolan folk song on the car radio. http://youtube.com/watch?v=8orzq4lDTPo The Mozambique radio station they were within signal range of seemed to have been playing a lot of Angolan songs that night. The old car being equipped with a column mounted gear shift and a front bench seat made it easy for Zhang to cuddle up beside Annika with no console or floor mounted lever in the way. As Zhang finally fell asleep and laid his head on Annika's side, Annika then put a paw around her husband and continued driving with the other paw on the steering wheel.

There was yet one more issue with the vehicles to take place before the road trip portion of the journey was to be completed. It was still in the predawn hours, with about an hour's drive before they were to reach Port of Beira. Zhang had by then taken over driving so Annika could get some sleep. The next vehicle ahead of Annika's car was Najja's truck, which Bron was driving so Najja could get some sleep riding with Banga, Murura and Lacara. Suddenly, there was the loud noise of an unmuffled four cylinder engine from Moze and Liea's car, which was the lead car in the group. Najja's truck swerved to the right side of the highway (the oncoming lane in Mozambique), then Zhang saw a muffler tumbling down the highway, making a spread of sparks in the night each time it hit the pavement. Zhang was barely able to swerve to miss it with the car's tires squealing. "What is it, Zhang?!", Annika said as she was awakened. "WHAT'S HAPPENING?!, Cheesah exclaimed as he awoke. Abina immediately looked out the back window as she awakened and saw the muffler get knocked into the weeds off of the bumper of Banga's car. "DAD HIT SOMETHING!" Abina exclaimed as Annika looked back to see what happened. "It's the muffler from Moze's car. His car just lost it's muffler.", Zhang said as everyone could hear the loud engine noise emitting from Moze and Liea's Opal station wagon up ahead. When Yousaf and Nafula rode past, the muffler had already come to rest in the weeds off of the highway. The family pulled over and stopped long enough to see if everyone was OK, and swapped their experiences of the incident. Besides mentioning how fortunate it was no one got hurt, Moze bought up the point that it was good it wasn't another car that quit running...Especially that Banga's car has a vibrating wheel, and Yousaf's car has been running hot. Banga admitted he was about to fall asleep at the wheel, and it was striking the muffler with his car that got him wide awake. In spite of how tired Banga was, he was going to continue to drive. But with some pleading from his offspring, Nafula, Abina, Annika and Najja, and from his wife Murura, as well as from Najja and Lacara who were riding with him, he decided to let Murua take over driving before continuing on their way. Needless to say, for the rest of the way to Port of Beira, Moze and Liea's car was the loudest one in the group, sounding off like and old World War I bi-wing airplane as it went down the road.

Chapter 11. Arrival into Port of Beira

After days on the road, it was shortly after dawn when the Meerkat Families arrived to Port of Beira, Yousaf and Nafula's Renault 4 barely made it with it's sewing machine like sounding engine running hot, and it's radiator beginning to boil over. Moze and Liea's car came through town sounding off without a muffler, giving the locals and early wake up call that they didn't care for. And that vibration in the front wheel of Banga's Toyota wagon had by now became consistent and had gotten worse. With the directions the meerkats had, they were able to find the Sea Port OK, as well as where they were to meet up with Yannas Fossa. Once they began inquiring around for Yannas Fossa, it was obvious that just about everyone knew him. The meerkats could see that Captian Yannas Fossa had quite a reputation with shore workers and seafarers. It seemed that everyone they asked, including a mongoose shore worker they talked with for a while, told them, if you are on Yannas Fossa's bad side, he's your worst night mare. But if you are on his good side, he's your best friend, and will do just about anything for you. Cheesah, forgetting the language difference, told the mongoose, in Portuguese, about how he will try to stay on Yannis's good side. "I don't speak Portuguese", The mongoose replied, recognizing what language it was. "Oh, sorry. I sometimes forget", said Cheesah. "I think I'll try to stay on his good side". "That must be Yannas coming this way now", Moze told the families, as he pointed out a fairly well built, male fossa who was approaching them. "He's one of Yannis's crew", the mongoose told them as he headed back to his work area. The fossa overheard Moze Meerkat. " I'm not Yannas. I'm Joel Fossa", he said introducing himself. "I'm first mate on Yannas Fossa's crew...And I take it you all are the refugees from Angola we are to take to India?" "Yes we are", Bron answered. "We have others who should be here by morning". "We heard quite a bit about your captain since we arrived here", Annika added. "He's a very likable Fossa", Joel replied. "Provided you're honest with him, and don't try to take advantage of him". As Joel Fossa took the meerkats to see Captain Yannas, the families told of their road trip and how their country of Angola had become politically unstable, and of the paramilitary invasion going on there. "We've been hearing about that", said Joel. "I'm glad you were all able to get out when you did". "Believe me. You're not the only one who is glad of that", replied Banga. "Well, there it is", said Joel. "Star of Antananarivo. That's our vessel." There, was moored an old freighter, that looked like it had seen some years and a lot of sea voyages. But it appeared to be well kept up. It had a good coat of paint, and was in fairly immaculate condition for and aged old sea going vessel. It was one of the old kind still left in service that hauled it's cargo in wooden crates, unlike the kind that are built now days to carry modern cargo containers. Joel pointed out the Indian flag on the freighter's stern. "She use to be registered in Madagascar. Hence why she's named after Madagascar's capitol city." said Joel. "Two years ago, the ship's corporate owners had our ship operate out of India, and registered it as an Indian Vessel." "Why would they do that?", Cheesah asked out of a thirteen year old's curiosity. "Corporate?...Who can figure them?", Joel replied. "We had an all fossa crew until then. The best crew this ship's ever had. Captain Yannas and his family, and I, took up residence in India to keep our jobs aboard the Star of Antananarivo". "I take it your old crew didn't", said Moze. "They chose to stay in Madagascar and look for different jobs", Joel answered. "The rest of our crew we now have are native resident of India who hired on after the registration change. At times, Yannas and I have to get after some of them for one thing or another". As everyone climbed up the gangway to the deck of the freighter, a feeling of excitement mounted. Although the meerkats have been in small river vessels before back in Angola, this was their first time aboard a large, sea going vessel. "You must be the refugees", a large, burly built, male fossa called out as he greeted the meerkats out on the deck. "I'm Yannas Fossa". Then the meerkats introduced themselves, and Yannas and Joel introduced the meerkats to the rest of the crew. "There's a crew member you can be friends with on the way over", Lacara said to Cheesah as she pointed out a young fossa about Cheesah's age, and some of the crew chuckled. "Oh, he's not a crew member", Yannas said to Lacara. "He's one of my sons, Habbar. He wanted to come with me on a voyage". Then Yannas invited everyone to the ship's galley where everyone got better acquainted. Yannas had some food ordered up, and got out couple of cases of beer for who ever wanted some. "We enjoy a drink now and then while at port", said Yannas Fossa. "But when we're out at sea, this stuff stays locked up". The meerkats had stories to tell of their road trip, Angola's national troubles and of the reese monkey war ten years earlier. Yannas and Joel had stories to tell of their experiences out at sea, and ports they've been to around the world. Yannas Fossa had some to say about how the corporate owners of the ship never been aboard a sea going vessel, and how they know nothing about navigating one. "Those corporate know-it-alls would get lost on a pond in a row boat", said Yannas. Moze and Zhang, especially Zhang, and Yannas had a lot in common, being the tough types. And Yannas, like Bron's sons, also came from a dirt poor family where he had a hard life growing up in Madagascar. Zhang, Moze and Yannas had lots to talk about. They were about like drinking buddies. After they had a few drinks, Yannas would occasionally say something in Malagasy or French, and a merkats would remind him, "We don't speak French", or just simply say, "Nao compreendo". And a meerkat would occasionally tell Yannis something in Portuguese, and Yannas would reply, "I don't speak Portuguese" and "Tsy azoko". But they all did speak English. It was a festive atmosphere as they were playing some Malagasy folklore music from some CDs that Yannis Fossa had aboard the ship. http://youtube.com/watch?v=7rVLPBqCH3w - http://youtube.com/watch?v=6L7u3pvqXaEto mention just a couple. Some of the tables and chairs were moved aside to make an improvised dance floor, and everyone had a good time. Zhang and Annika danced to some slower songs Yannas had chose for them, out of concern for the unborn cub Annika was pregnant with. http://youtube.com/watch?v=ajlVbrqjbx8 - http://youtube.com/watch?v=ejQik8Uer3U . Habbar Fossa, Yannas' son, got out a checker board, and he and Cheesah enjoyed several games of checkers. A few photos were taken of the occasion such as of Zhang, Moze and Yannas. And of Cheesah and Habbar standing side by side with paws around each others shoulders, and various candid shots of the others...with Yannas Fossa's camera. The meerkats never owned a camera, so Yannas did promise to later send the meerkats some prints. It was getting late in the day, so the rest of the day was spent with Yannas Fossa giving the meerkats a tour of the ship. Late in the evening, it came time to discuss business. Captain Yannas Fossa informed everyone that the Star of Antananarivo was to set out to sea for India the morning after tomorrow. That would allow plenty of time to get the meerkat's vehicles loaded aboard the following day, and for the rest of the relatives to arrive in a few hours. Yannas also mentioned, that in the morning, he'll assign jobs that the able bodied males will have while on the way to India, and on the way there, there will be a stop in Madagascar. Then the meerkats were shown their sleeping quarters, and a place to bath. It had been the first time they've had a bath and slept in a decent bed since they've left Angola. They've been sleeping in their cars while others took turns driving on the way over. At about 5:30 in the morning, other vehicles were arriving. It was the rest of the family members. Those were the siblings and surviving parents of Banga, Murua, Bron and Lacara. The rest of the family got out of bed and went out to greet them, and the arriving family members were introduced to Yannas Fossa and crew. Lacara's mom, Mylah, told her son-in-law, Bron, how worried everyone was when they saw Bron's abandoned car on the roadside in Zambia, until they got out and read the note on the car explaining everything. Mylah added that she was so happy that everyone was OK. "I thought you were going to take that old truck of yours", Bron told his brother-in-law, Amos. "I did", said Amos. "We lost it on the way. About 300 kilometers before we saw your car. One of the axle shafts came out of the rear end. It's sitting on three wheels, on the side of the road, back there in Zambia". "We should be thankful that these junky vehicles of ours that did make it here, made it here", said Banga. "That reminds me," Yousaf added. "One of the tie rod ends on my car needs to be rewired back together after I can get this running hot problem fixed". "Yannas", Joel called to him. "What is it?", Yannas asked. "I hope those meerkats find a better way of life in India than they had in Angola", said Joel. "I hope so too, Joel", replied Yannas. "I hope so".

Chapter 12 The Voyage

At dawn, everyone had a good breakfast, then Yannas Fossa assigned the males their work assignments for the duration of the trip. Part of Cheesah's area of responsibility was cleaning the restrooms. He didn't like it, but someone has to do it. Some of the females shared in kitchen work and other domestic type work. And Yannas reminded his son, Habbar, to get some of his school work done that day. Being that Yannis's sons like to come along aboard the ship at times, Yannis's cubs are home schooled. At about noon, Yannas Fossa set some time aside to get the Meerkat's vehicles loaded into the deck of the freighter. A car was driven into a cage like structure, then lifted onto the ship with one of it's cranes. The car was then driven onto the deck. Then the same was done for the next vehicle. When Banga began to drive his vehicle over to the ship, the car lost one of it's front wheels. Banga's car slid to a stop on it's three remaining wheels, and on a front spindle and control arm where the wheel came off. As Banga was sitting in the driver's seat, saying, "Perdeu uma roda! Uma porcaria! (Lost a wheel! Crap!)", the wheel rolled off the edge of the dock and, "SPLASH", in into the water. "That's another vehicle on three wheels", said Amos Meerkat. "I believe that's what the vibration in the wheel coming over here was all about", Bron said to Banga. "Blown wheel bearings", said Banga. "I'm irritated over it, but at least the car got us here". "I just thank God the wheel didn't fall off while we were coming down the road", Murua added. It was decided that Banga Meerkat's car, being that it also had a slipping transmission, wasn't worth taking along. So it was left for Port Authority to dispose of it how they saw fit. Yannas Fossa arranged for a wood shipping crate for the contents from Banga's car. It was like pulling whales teeth to get one, but Yannas did manage to get one. On the following morning, the Star of Antananarivo was pulling out of port. "For an old ship, it sure runs quiet", said Cheesah. "We're being pulled out by tug boats right now", replied Cheesah's new found friend, Habbar Fossa. "Our ship isn't running yet. When we get away from everything, then the ship will run on it's own." Once out in the open water they were on their way. A few of the meerkats, at the ship's stern, looked back to watch the African Continent slip out of sight. Bron came to the stern of the ship and reminded those looking back of the Biblical account how Lot and his wife were told by an Angel of God not to look back when leaving Sodom and Gomorrah, and that they should treat the land they are leaving the same way. "We should look ahead, not back", Bron said. "There's a better way of life where we are going". The Star of Antananarivo made it's stop in Madagascar to deliver infrastructure supplies. The voyage was certainly an experience for the meerkats, and it was the first time they've ever seen Madagascar, although they were not allowed to leave the ship, as their travel arrangements didn't include setting foot in that country. But they did enjoy seeing the country's beauty that could be seen from the deck of the ship. That evening, while still at port in Madagascar, there were a few times that Cheesah's parents, Bron and Lacara, had to get on to Cheesah for blinking lights on and off aboard the ship. Yannas Fossa, would get after him for it too. But they didn't go hard on him for it. They realized how fascinated Cheesah was with flipping a switch on a wall, and a room would light up, then get dark again. During the time Cheesah was still blinking lights aboard the Star of Antananarivo, two shore workers, a Malagasy civet and a ring tailed mongoose, would stand on the dock and occasionally notice one of the ship's portholes (a ship's window) lighting up and blinking. "Someone on that ship keeps blinking lights", the Malagasy civet said to the ring tailed mongoose. "Ever wonder what that's about?" "I don't know", the mongoose replied to the civet. "I wouldn't think old Captain Yannas Fossa would have hired a crazy on his crew". "Yea, I wouldn't think so either...THERE IT GOES AGAIN!", said the civet about the time Cheesah blinked another light. At dawn the following morning, The Star of Antananarivo pulled out of port in Madagascar and continued on it's way to India. Since the voyage began, the meerkats always noticed a shoulder held missile launcher hanging on a wall in the galley. The meerkats knew what it was because they've seen war in their former homeland of Angola. One evening, when everyone was sitting down to dinner, Moze asked Yannas,"What's the missile launcher for?" "I'm surprised you knew what it was", Yannas replied. "We've seen our country war torn before", said Moze. "That's not the first one of those I've seen". " It's to deal with pirates", Yannas Fossa answered. "Joel and I, and two of my other crew members know how to use it too. If we're attacked by pirates, that's what's waiting for them". "I just hope we don't run into any pirates", said Annika. "We had enough adventure since we left Angola. "And at times, enough adventure while we were still living there, Zhang added. "Do you think we'll see any!?" Cheesah asked. "I've never seen pirates in these waters", Yannas answered. "But if you ever get up around off the coast of Somalia, those waters are infested with pirates. And it seems like the baboon and jackal pirates are the worst out of all of them". Later during the voyage, the half grown cubs, Cheesah Meerkat and Habbar Fossa, experianced a bit of anatomical curiosity about each other, being of different species and design. It was when Cheesah was cleaning the restroom, and Habbar came in to pee. Cheesah noticed Habbar completely unsheath himself back to the base to pee. "O QUE ACONTECEU, HABBAR!" Cheesah let out, "What happened to your poor little dickie?" "What are you talking about?" Habbar asked as he continued peeing. "Eh estranho...uhh...strange looking, like behind the head was wrung...and it's face pushed flat", Cheesah answered. Habbar laughed then said to Cheesah, "All us male fossas are built by nature this way". Cheesah noticed how Habbar's penis, starting from the base, had a long smooth lining, then a cluster of barbs, then a short smooth area, then a bulged place behind the head with more bards, then the diameter going down small at the neck, then the back of the head flairing out like the shape of the end of a trumpet or like a bell, and the front of the head being nearly flat, with the pee opening being a little below center. "Sure looks strange", said Cheesah. "Not if you're a fossa", replied Habbar as he finished peeing and shook it, with the flair shaped head flopping up and down like a ringing bell. "Other species say we're blessed to have a pee-wee like this", Habbar continued. "When I have time alone, having a pee-wee like this is sure fun to play with". Trying to find the right words, Cheesah began, "So...the captain...uhh..." "Captian Yannas Fossa. My dad. He has a pee-wee just like mine, but bigger", said Habbar. "My two brothers, my uncles, my male cousins. All us male fossas are made that way". "I have to say, your's is the first fossa dickie I've ever seen out of it's sheath", said Cheesah. "Espantoso". "Eshun-toozoo?...or what ever you said", Habbar replied. "Amazing", said Cheesah, "It's amazing. I've never seen a dickie like it". "I've never seen one poking out on a meerkat", said Habbar. "I'll let you see mine if you want", Cheesah offered. "I am curious", said Habbar. Cheesah placed his paws to each side of his sheath, and with the thumbs and index digits, pressed his sheath back, revealing the full length of his penis, having a moderatly long sulcus with barbs, and a head formed into a point with a graceful sweep to it, and with a point extension looking like a little pointy nose on it. "Oh, I've seen one like that before", said Habbar. "A mongoose friend of mine has a pee-wee that looks exactly like yours". "You didn't know they were alike on mongooses and us meerkats?", Cheesah asked surprisingly. "For some reason, I thought it would look different on a meerkat", Habbar answered. "Them and us are related species...Herpestidaes, my dad told me", said Cheesah.

"I guess that explains why it looks alike on your kind and on mongooses", said Habbar. "It is a cute design. But do all you male meerkats pee-wees give off such a strong scent? I can really smell it since you poked your pee-wee out to show it to me...It's like popcorn". "Oh. You might say my little dickie is extra blessed in the...uh...scent department. He really knows how to make his presents known when he pokes out", Cheesah replied as he and Habbar chuckled. "One of THOSE kind of pee-wees", Habbar continued chuckling. "A stinky dinky". About that time, Yannas Fossa came in to use the restroom. "Ce qui se passe en enfer ici!? (What in Hell is going on here!?)" Yannas asked with overtones of concern, so startled he spoke his inquiry in French, as he saw his son and Cheesah looking at each other with their penises still extended out. The first thought that ran through Yannas Fossa's mind was, "Don't tell me I've taken a meerkat cub aboard who is turning my son gay". Habbar quickly explained to his dad what they were doing. Then Cheesah told Yannis, clearly and slowly, "Eu-sou-eh-teh-raw-sehk-soo-ahl". "I don't understand it if it's in Portuguese", Yannis reminded Cheesah. "I'm heterosexual", Cheesah told Yannis, then he verified what Habbar had explained. Yannas thought it over a few seconds then said, "Hmph...Cub curiosity...Well, that's far enough. You two don't need to get carried away with it. Draw those things back into their sheaths before they start getting hard". As Yannas unsheathed himself to pee, Habbar and Cheesah glanced over, then Habbar wispered in Cheesah's ear, "I told you my dad has one like mine but bigger". Then the two cubs chuckled. "OK, Habbar. That will do", Yannas said as he glanced over at the two cubs, while he was still peeing. After Yannas finish peeing, and shook it, with it's flair shaped head flopping up and down as would a ringing bell, Cheeash thought to himself, "A bigger bell head, looking like it's going, ding-a-linga ding-a-linga ding-a-linga...I guess if dickies could get dizzy, a fossa's dickie definitely would be, the way that head shakes around". Yannas sent Habbar back up to the bridge house so Joel, who was at the helm, can continue teaching him about nautical navigation. And reminded Cheesah that he still had the passage ways to sweep after he got the restroom clean. Yannis then turned toward Cheesah, him knowing what meerkat sex scent smells like, and said, "Oh, and Cheesah. I'm not saying this to embarrass you...but uh...well...you should wash that little thing of yours more often. You got this whole restroom smelling like popcorn". "Yes sir, Captain", Cheesah replied with a smile. "Ha ha. Cub curiosity", Yannas laughed as he left the restroom. "I guess we all had our turn at it while growing up".

Chapter 13. Life in a New Homeland

After days out on the Indian Ocean, The Star of Antananarivo arrived to it's destination, the port city of Karaikal, in the southern Indian State of Tamil Nadu. And it was a good thing the Meerkat Family had a fluent knowledge of the English language. Because the first thing asked by the immigration official, who was a bear of small build and humble demeanor, was, "Fala Ingles?", him knowing they were Angolan. "We do speak English. Yes.", Lacara answered. And her answer was also affirmed by the other family members. The immigration process was then continued, and in a short while, completed, then the meerkats were sworn in as citizens of India. This was a different way of life for the meerkats, as well as other things that would take some getting use to, including the culture, the music and the seasons being opposite to the months in the Northern Hemisphere, although both Southern India and their old homeland of Angola are pretty much in warm year round climates. However, they didn't have to get use to driving on the left side of the road anymore as they do in India. They experienced a lot of that driving from Angola to the Port of Beria. But the driver's side being on the left of their vehicles did present some inconvenience driving around India. The Star of Antananarivo was scheduled for extensive maintenance work, so Yannas Fossa would have two months off with leave pay while the vessel was in down time. Yannis offered to help the meerkats get settled in during his two months off. Once the meerkat's vehicles were unloaded, immigration procedures completed, and their Zambian currency exchanged for India currency, most of the relatives were able to find work. Although the jobs some of them found were not very good jobs, and didn't pay well, they did have an income. A few of the family members got better jobs, getting hired on working at the sea port. As for Moze, he got a job with a construction contractor. Najja put his beat up old truck to work, being in business for himself as a local hauler. Whether a family member found a good job, or a not so good job, or not yet found a job, they were grateful the country they now live in wasn't on the verge of exploding into instability and collapse like the country they just left. Chessah wanted to get hired on with Yannas Fassa's crew aboard the Star of Antananarivo, but at age 13, he was considered too young. And there was also the matter of Bron and Lacara wanting to get Cheesah enrolled in school. With Angola in collapse, it was unlikely Cheesah's parents could get a transcript sent from the school there. However, the school administrator they went to see was able to administer an aptitude test to determine what grade they could place Cheesah in. Once Cheesah resumed his schooling, and his niece, Dora, began attending school, Cheesah was amazed with how different the school building in the City of Karaikal was from his old school back in Angola. It's a nice building with air conditioning, electric lights, running water, tiled floors, restrooms with toilets and sinks. and even a cafeteria. And there were actually buses to take students to and from school. Cheesah remembers the times, back in Angola, he had to get out of bed and begin walking to school before dawn, until Bron and Lacara had a car. And the school in Karakal had something Cheesah and the rest of the family had never seen before...lap-top and desk top computers. Cheesah didn't even know what they were at first, but in the months to follow, Cheesah was well on his way to being computer savvy. The school Cheesah use to attend back in Angola had walls constructed of stacked rock with clay for mortar, and a leaky corrugated tin roof supported by rough timber rafters that were not even milled into lumber, and it had no glass in the windows...only curtains that would wave as the wind blew through. It had no electricity, drinking water was drawn from a nearby creek, there was a designated tree away from the building for the "potty" area, and some classes were held outside (weather permitting). And Annika's dad, Banga, told of what little education he had, back in the days when Angola was known as Portuguese West Africa. The school building was a large, makeshift tent supported from trees in a meadow near the edge of the jungle. For school desks, you picked a place to sit on the ground. And the chalk board was a spread of sand, on the ground, inside the tent, the teacher would write in with a stick as the students gathered around to learn. Banga's school allumni still remember that sand spread as "O velho placa de areia. (The old sandboard)". And cellular phones were a story in itself. The meerkats have never seen those before either, and never even had land line phones where they were from. And once they understood what cellular phones were, those meerkats who could afford a cellular phone, got one. The method of carrying them ranged from a clip on the back of the phone attached to fur hairs, to a pouch and belt worn around the waist, to a flip phone closed down on a necklace. Annika's brother, Najja, being self employed, saw the benefit of having one as a business phone. To some, these new phones were also somewhat of a novel toy. As for housing, a lot of the families started out sharing apartments or renting shanty houses, and later, getting to a point where they could do better. Being that Annika was pregnant, Yannas Fossa offered to put her and Zhang up at his house to live with his family, which is a good drive inland from Karaikal, and out into rural country, in the mountains near Yercaud. Zhang and Annika have never been in that nice of a house before, and never even seen such a house back in their old homeland, much less been invited to live in such a place. Yannas introduced them to his wife, Sthella, his 1st and 3rd sons, Haja, age 16 and Mario, age 8, and the youngest member, daughter Malala, age 6. They already knew 2nd son Habbar, age 14. Arrangements were made for Cheesah so he can stay over, on some of his days off from school, at Yannas Fossa's place, with Annika and older brother Zhang. Cheesah and Yannas' 2nd son Habbar had become very close friends, and Cheesah was becoming friends with the other two brothers as well. Cheesah's place of residence was still with his mom and dad in Karaikal. While staying at Yannas Fossa's place, Zhang would look for work in near by Yercaud and in the next town, Salem, a larger city, but with not much success. In fact, for three days in Yercaud, Zhang would encounter a beggar, who was an old ragged lesser panda. When the panda would ask Zhang for money, Zhang would simply reply, "Find me a job, and I'll give you a paw out"...His way of telling him, "I don't have it to give". One day, in a cafe in the nearby City of Salem, Zhang met a panda named Kim Sou. During their conversation, Kim Sou Panda found out that Zhang had recently immigrated with his family to India, and was looking for work without much success in finding a job. When Zhang found out Kim Sou was a martial arts instructor who ran a martial arts school in Salem, Zhang told Kim Sou about himself holding a 2nd degree black belt. "I can use an assistant instructor", Kim Sou told Zhang. "It won't pay much, but it will get you by until you can find something". "And I can use a job", Zhang replied. "I accept your offer". After they left the cafe, Kim Sou began to have Zhang follow him on foot to his school. "Riding's better than walking", said Zhang as he offered Kim Sou a ride in the car Yannis Fossa had loaned to him. "Oh, thank you Zhang", Kim Sou replied as he got into the car. "My car is in the shop waiting for a part to come in". At the martial arts school, Kim Sou had Zhang show him some moves to see what Zhang can do. Kim Sou was well pleased with what he saw, and Zhang was hired on. "The school only runs two days per week", Kim Sou told Zhang. "And I can't afford to pay you much. This school doesn't by any means make my rich. But it is something until you can find a profitable job". "I'm just grateful to have the job" Zhang replied. "Besides, during the time I'm here, I'd feel honored to pass along some knowledge to those who want to learn". "That's why I keep this school open instead of going into something else or getting a full time job" said Kim Sou. "My heart's in it. I like what I do" Annika and the Fossa Family were happy for Zhang that he did at least find something, even though it was temporary until Zhang could find full time work. And with Kim Sou being 5th degree black belt, Zhang learned a few moves from him he had not until then known, plus some Aikido moves that Zhang's instructor back in Angola did not teach him. Zhang's martial arts training was for war time, to be use against invaders when there not enough guns to go around. The object to Aikido is not to kill, so in Angola, it was never taught.

During the late morning of November 23, Annika called Zhang into the bedroom she and Zhang were using. "Get Sthella to bring some old sheets or towels in here", she said to Zhang. "The cub is about to be born". "This is a blessed day!", Zhang told Annika as he went running to get Sthella, and to break the news to everyone. Zhang and Yannas' family gathered in with Annika, Sthella bringing in the old sheets. Yannas' three sons had witnessed the miracle of their siblings being born. Malala had not because of her being the youngest. But this was the day they will all witness a new born meerkat coming into the world. Cheesah was staying with them that day, and was standing in the doorway. "You can come on in Cheesah", Zhang said to his younger brother. "You're about to witness yourself become an uncle". "Well, we're already uncles", said Cheesah, "Dora", referring to their brother Moze and sister-in-law Leia's five year old daughter. "You'll be his uncle also, right?", Annika asked Cheesah. "Sure will!", Cheesah answered with enthusiasm. It was at that moment Annika passed fluid. "I feel the cub coming through", Annika said just before fur and afterbirth can be seen pushing out of her clef. It was Zhang who began holding the new born on the rest of the way out. As Yannas cut and tied the umbilical cord, and Sthella gave the little one a wipe down, Zhang said to Annika, "Do you remember, when we were still in Angola, saying you felt like he was going to be a male?" "Yes. I do remember saying that", Annika answered as she was regaining her breath from giving birth to their cub. "You were right", said Zhang. "We have a son". Annika was the first to snuggle their son, as he found the strengh to reach out with his little paws, and grab Mom's fur, and hugged her. Then Zhang gently hugged him, and eventually everyone else had a turn holding him. Even tough old Captain Yannas Fossa gently hugged the new born meerkat cub. As Cheesah held him, he said, "Hey. How's my little nephew?" Then he was given back to Annika so he can nurse. There was no crying or pitching a fit, as those are not the ways of new born animals. Everyone gave suggestions as to what to name Zhang and Annika's newest family member, but Zhang and Annika decided to name their son Raphael. Yannas Fossa even broke out the finest wine he had for everyone to celebrate the occasion. He had wines he had picked up at various ports he's been to, in many parts of the world. What he broke out that day was wine he reserved only for special occasions. And this was a special enough occasion. The next day, Zhang and Annika took Raphael to Salem to have it on record that Raphael is a native born citizen of India. Within a few days, Zhang was blessed with a good job opportunity. He was able to get hired on as a yard worker with the railway, at the Salem Railway Junction. Annika and the Fossa Family were thrilled to hear about Zhang getting the job, and Zhang's former employer, Kim Sou Panda, wished Zhang well with his new job. The railroad paid well, and in a couple of months Zhang and Annika, with their son Raphael, had their own place, renting a fairly nice, modest home in the town of Yercaud. They were even able to help a couple of family members who weren't yet prospering so well. Cheesah and his niece, Dora, were now enrolled in school. Yannas Fossa let Zhang and Annika borrow an old Lexus the Fossa Family no longer used. That old 1967 Moskvitch that had belonged to Annika, since before her and Zhang were married, was by now literally falling apart, and had finally quit running. Zhang and Annika really liked the car Yannis loaned to them. And it had a lot more "zip" and get up and go. As Raphael got up to ages 2 and 3, he enjoyed playing with the other cubs. Cheesah, then age 16, and Raphael would go over to play with Yannas Fossa's sons and daughter. Sometimes Moze and Liea would bring Dora, then age 8, to play.

Chapter 14. Life Gets Better for the Meerkats

A few years later, Zhang put in for a position that became available where he worked. It was for an assistant locomotive operator trainee for a newly commissioned express train run. Zhang had the most seniority among the others who also put in for it, and it was Zhang who got the position. As an assistant locomotive operator, Zhang would earn a lot higher pay, plus working fewer days, than if he had stayed as a rail yard worker. Zhang's crew would relieve the crew of a westbound bound express train in Erode in the late afternoon, then running the train the rest of the way to Chennai. The crew would spend that night in Chennai, then, at 7:15 the following morning, they would begin the eastbound return run. When they arrive at Erode around noon, they are relieved by the crew who would run the train to it's eastern turn around point in Coimbatore. http://youtube.com/watch?v=fYA3FJPJ9uk . .After work, Zhang would then ride a commuter train back to Salem. Annika would drive down from their home in nearby Yercaud to pick him up at the Salem station. Zhang would have a day off, work two days, have two days off, then work two more days each week, and still bring home more pay than working in the rail yard six days per week. With Zhang's higher pay grade, it was only several months, he and Annika were able to put a down payment on the purchase of a nice home in the mountain rural countryside. And it isn't more than several kilometers from where Yannas Fossa and his family live. At the closing of the sale of the house and land, Zhang had difficulty reading the paperwork in a timely manner. Because Zhang never learned to read or write until age 12, he is still a very slow reader. So Annika read the sale contract, escrow agreement and legal description out loud, The realtor, Jaharh Linsang, explained the contract as Annika read along, then Annika and Zhang signed off as the buyers. The meerkats even began to receive mail from relatives who never made it out of Angola a few years earlier. From what the relatives wrote to them, Angola had now become a peaceful place to live and began to prosper very well. The political issues that use to plague the country had been resolved, and the reese monkeys, along with other species in the northern provinces, had been overpowered by the rest of the population there, and finally had no choice except to get along with everyone else. It's good to hear from the other meerkat relatives, although those of the family who came to India don't plan on going back. But they do stay in touch with their relatives abroad. Zhang and Annika also got a decent reliable vehicle, and it was a one in a lifetime deal too. An elderly widowed palm civet, who's husband recently passed away, had a utility vehicle she called a jeep. Her late husband left it to her and she was selling at almost a give away price. When Zhang and Annika, taking along Raphael, then age 6, went to see the so called jeep, the widowed civet mentioned that it had some collectable value to it, but since her husband died, she just wanted to get rid of it. When the Meerkats saw the vehicle, they found out what the widow palm civet was calling a jeep, was a 1959, four door, hard body, Land Rover, in pristine condition, in mint mossy green with a white top. It had 4 wheel drive, in line 6 cylinder engine and a manual transmission http://youtube.com/watch?v=MMKl6qcFHgY(shown in darker green). It was the ideal rugged, well built, go any where, nostalgic, family wagon, built to hold up and last. And unlike the cars the meerkats were now replacing, the steering wheel was on the right side, which is better suited for driving in India. Little Raphal was even hopping and climbing over the seats in glee and astonishment. "I can hardly wait for the other cubs in school to see our new car!" Raphael exclaimed as he took a place on the driver's seat and reaching up holding the steering wheel, barely being able to see over the dash. Raphael had recently started school at that time. Zhang hopped on that deal right away. "And we won't have get the engine warmed up holding a piece of cardboard over the carburetor", Zhang said jokingly as Annika chuckled and hugged him. The widow palm civet was puzzled by Zhang's comment until he and Annika explained how Annika's old car was. Then she too laughed, then told Zhang and Annika, "This old jeep treated my late husband in I very well. And as long as it's taken care of, it will treat you just as well as it treated us". Although Zhang and Annika had the Land Rover registered in both of their names, this was the first time Zhang, then 22, ever in his lifetime, had a motor vehicle with his name on the title. And it was the first vehicle any of the family members had owned that wasn't either beat up or a falling apart piece of junk. No one would have guessed it was only six years earlier that the meerkats had lost everything they owned except for their ragged vehicles and what they could haul in them, fleeing a country that was falling into a state of collapse and violence. In the recent years, life has been good to the meerkats, and more so to Zhang, Annika and Raphael.

Chapter 15. A Little About Raphael Meerkat

RAPHAEL MEERKAT, male, born near Yercaud, India, in the State of Tamil Nadu, to Angolan parents, on November 23rd, 2005, age 8, is Zhang and Annika's boy. At Raphael's young age, most of what will be his history is still yet ahead of him. Raphael is a playful, inquisitive young meerkat who likes companionship, loves his friends and relatives, and loves, honors and obeys his parents, and like his parents, God fearing and a love for the creator. The lifelong love bond between Rahpael and his parents is a very strong one. Hardly a day goes by without Raphael, at least once, hugging his parents and telling them, "I love you, Mama", "I love you, Dad". And it's always the highpoint in Raphael's day when either Zhang or Annika would pick him and hug him, and snuggle him, and love on him, and tell him, "Raphael, you're my boy. I love you", and then hug him again. There are some nights, that Raphael's parents would decide, instead of having sex that night, they would allow Raphael to sleep with them, snuggled up between Mom ans Dad. And if you were to ask Raphael, "Raphael, what movie picture hero would you want to be like?", the answer he would give you would be, "I just wana be like my Dad". Raphael likes helping his dad, and learning things, when his dad is working on projects or doing maintenance on the family vehicle. And Zhang likes having his son with him, helping him. Zhang has been a good teacher to his son. Since age 7, Raphael has known how a gasoline engine works, and how to change spark plugs, do an oil change, check filters and maintain the fluids on their Land Rover wagon. Zhang even taught Raphael how to drive the family wagon, with the driver's seat pulled all the way foward so Raphael's feet can reach the petals. The stipulation to that was, that Dad or Mom would be with Raphael, and only on the secondary dirt roads, and no speed above 40 kilometers per hour (25 miles per hour). There were a few small knocks in life Raphael already experienced. There was the time Raphael was caught by Zhang watching a television show ran by two hairy trolls who were a bad influence on cubs. Raphael was told before not to watch that show, so Zhang, letting his temper get the better of him, threw a bottle of flowers through the picture tube, and told Raphael there would be no more television in the house. When Annika got home, she made Zhang take the family into town and buy a new television.

There was the time Raphael had a problem with some bullies at school. Part of what started it was over the fact that Raphael has that extra strong penis scent like his Uncle Cheesah has. Other cubs would call him names like "stinky dinky", "popcorn popper" and "pee pee pee pee pewee boy".

Zhang taught Raphael some of the Aikido he learned from Kim Sou Panda years earlier. Zhang wouldn't teach Raphael the other martial arts, which had lethal moves in them, until Raphael got older. Aikido is turning the opponent's strength against their self, so Zhang figured that would be safe enough to teach a cub. Once Raphael got good at what his dad taught him, the bullying stopped almost overnight. Raphael got respect after that, and even the bullies were later in Raphael's circle of friends. And there's a more recent time, in 2013, when Raphael had pneumonia. The evening his parents took him to the hospital to get treatment, the doctor, who is a creepy, old rat, was Hell bent on circumcising Raphael against his will. Raphael's parents protected him from any harm being done, including his dad coming close to killing the doctor over it. A different doctor was then assigned to Raphael's case.

When Zhang and Annika told Yannis and Sthella Fossa about it during a visit, Yannis said, "If it had been any of our sons, Haja, Habbar or Mario, that rat would already be dead". "And my husband would not have given a second thought about killing him either", Sthella Fossa assured.

"My husband almost did kill him", said Annika.

"That's right", Zhang added. "Back in our homeland, that doctor you're telling me about would eventually find himself on a bonfire out on a beach one night", Yannis said to Zhang and Annika as Sthella nodded in agreement. "We call it Island Justice", Sthella added. "And it is said, garbage is cleansed by fire".

Raphael's uncle, Cheesah, was now 21, strong, and had earlier learned martial arts from his older brother, Zhang. When Cheesah heard about the ordeal at the hospital, he wanted so badly to "beat the rat shit" out of the doctor who tried to circumcise his nephew. Some of the other family members wanted a piece of Dr. Rat's hide too. But Zhang and Annika insisted that the matter is already resolved. However, less than a month later, Cheesah came over from Karakal to visit Zhang, Annika and Raphael. Raphael had the Christmas 2013 and New Years Day 2014 holidays off from school, so Cheesah and Raphael went to see Habbar Fossa, now 22, so the three of them can go to the City of Salem for the day.

Cheesah and Habbar had some free time as well. Habbar has a job as a ship's officer aboard his Dad's freighter, and the Star of Antananarivo wasn't scheduled for another run until the end of that month. Cheesah was hired on as a yard worker at the Salem Rail Junction and was to begin work the following week. Cheesah's older brother, Zhang, being an assistant train operator, put a good word in for his younger brother where Zhang himself use to work. On their way into Salem, Habbar even took along a small "boom box" radio / CD player of his, and Cheesah brought some of his Angolan music CDs with him from his parents house in Karikal. Unlike the old folk songs, Cheesah's CD collection has the exciting stuff the young anthro-animals are crazy about and like to listen to. http://youtube.com/watch?v=EIlJRd9T7xQ - http://youtube.com/watch?v=-cEliwmuiIg - http://youtube.com/watch?v=ziRul9zN-eU. Habbar would carry his boom box up on his shoulder, playing Cheesah's CDs, as he, Cheesah and Raphael would walk along having a good time and shuffling along like they were dancing.

Habbar Fossa even bought along some Malagasy hits http://youtube.com/watch?v=QeWIzYgISPw - http://youtube.com/watch?v=QeWIzYgISPw - http://youtube.com/watch?v=AbD3lh1PImI , which they did more of a slow groove to.

The three of them noticed an ice cream parlor just down the sidewalk as they were getting down on it with a really good tune they had going http://youtube.com/watch?v=A91nBwyqEd8, hopping, grooving, dancing and having them selves a blast. The fossa and the two meerkats were about to go in to get some ice cream, when who would be coming out of the ice cream parlor with an ice cream cone, was a creepy old rat. Raphael began pointing to the rat and frantically calling it to Cheesah's attention. Habbar, taking notice, turned the volume down on the boom box so Raphael can be heard. "That's him!", Raphael gasped. "Uncle Cheesah! Uncle Cheesah, that's him!" "Who's him?", Cheesah asked his nephew. In a low voice, as not for the rat to hear him, Raphael pointed out the rat and told Cheesah, "That's the rat who tried to cut the skin off that hides my pee-pee's head". "You thinking of doing what I'm thinking?" Habbar asked Cheesah. "Damn right. Let's follow him", Cheesah replied as Habbar turned the boom box off so the rat couldn't hear that he was being followed. The three youths followed the rat on foot to the parking lot of the nearby hospital. Just as the rat was about to get into an odd ball looking 1950s European sports car of his, Habbar Fossa set the boom box down and called out, "Dr. Zander Rat". "Who called me?", The rat casually asked as he turned around. "ELE SER ZANDER RATO! (HE IS ZANDER RAT!)", Cheesah shouted as he came flying into Dr. Rat with a jump side kick, breaking two of the rat's ribs, followed by a heel kick in the balls before Cheesah's feet ever touched back down on the pavement, then followed by a few jab punches and a front snap kick in the face and mouth while Dr. Rat was collapsing on his way down to the pavement, all within a matter of seconds. Dr. Rat laid on the parking lot, cold cocked lights out, with his face battered and bloody, his lower lip busted wide open, one crushed gonad, two broken ribs, jaw broken in two places, a dislocated neck, the cornea jarred loose from his right eye and eight of his teeth knocked out onto the pavement. When Dr. Rat woke up, moaning in excruciating pain, he recognized Raphael, and then knew what the beating he just received from Cheesah was all about. Loud enough to make sure Dr. Rat clearly heard it, Cheesah told Raphael, "If that perverted rat ever comes near you, or even looks at you, you just let me know". "I sure will, Uncle Cheesah!", Raphael exclaimed bright eyed and exuberantly. Then Cheesah told Dr. Rat, "You're lucky, freak. I could have stopped your clock if I wanted to. You don't EVER mess with my family...OR with their sex parts, you perverted freak". Of course, Raphael put his two paises worth in, telling Dr. Rat, "When I grow up big and strong like my uncle, I'm gonna do it to ya too!". "You tell 'em, Raphael!", Habbar added as Raphael looked up to him and smiled. When hospital security guards came out into the parking lot, Habbar snatched up the boom box and the three youths fled the scene, then a short while later, they went to the ice cream parlor. While they were there, having some ice cream, a hospital security guard, who was an otter, along with two law enforcement officers, a wolf and a bear, had Cheesah, Habbar and Raphael come outside from the ice cream parlor so they could talk with them about the assault and battery incident in the hospital parking lot. Quite naturally for an 8 year old, Raphael mentioned, "Our ice cream's gonna melt". Of course, it was Dr. Rat's word alone, written on paper before undergoing anesthesia in the O.R., against the three youths who denied they had anything to do with it. None of the security guards actually saw it happen, plus the parking lot security camera system was down (lightning struck it two days earlier), and there were no witnesses, so no charges were pressed. Cheesah, Habbar and Raphael were told about Dr. Rat's condition. Then they were let off with a warning, during which, the three of them were trying to hold back from giggling and grinning about it the best they could. The three of them had a good laugh, giving each other the "high fives" and the "high tens", once they were back to their table, finishing their ice cream. Needless to say, Cheesah, Raphael and Habbar never mentioned a word about the incident to Zhang, Annika, Bron, Lacara, or to Yannas Fossa and his wife.

The beating Cheesah gave Dr. Rat laid the doctor up in a hospital bed, with a neck cast, on a bed pan, with his face stitched, and his mouth wired shut eating through a straw for almost a month, including Christmas day 2013 and New Year's Day 2014. Plus the one crushed gonad had to be removed, and there was the dental work that was yet to be done on his remaining teeth, including dental plates. And Dr. Rat now wears a contact lens on his right eye. Zander Rat was also told, when Cheesah delivered that snap kick to Zander's mouth, it almost severed his spinal cord when his head popped back dislocating his neck. That would have paralyzed Zander Rat from the neck down for life. "You're a very lucky rat", Dr Tavi Mongoose told Zander. "You have no idea how close you came to that young meerkat making you a quadraplegic. Maybe you should leave your paws off of the genitalia of your patients, huh?" At the time, Zander could only reply, "Ummmmph!", through the straw in his wired shut mouth.

Dr. Wolf would always rub it in Zander's face by turning the television on in Zander's room each morning to "The Meerkat Friends Variety Show", hosted by meerkats, knowing Zander didn't want to be reminded of meerkats...especially of the meerkat who laid a good hurting on him out in the parking lot. And also knowing Zander couldn't get out of bed, and was unable to move his neck in the cast or talk with his mouth wired shut on a straw. http://youtube.com/watch?v=xzocEeiD10M - http://youtube.com/watch?v=zqDz3IHwP4E - http://youtube.com/watch?v=NcGfIeO6usM - http://youtube.com/watch?v=Qfksq52ij7U. And Zander Rat didn't get a break on those mornings Dr. Wolf was not on shift at the hospital either. Dr. Wolf would leave instructions with a nurse to turn The Meerkat Friends on in Zander's room the following morning. "It's Part of his therapy", Dr. Wolf would tell a nurse. "I personally prescribed it". Zander had no way of turning off the television or changing the channel. It was a half hour of Hell in the hospital bed each morning, being reminded of the meerkat who put him where he was. Zander could only bounce his butt up and down on the bed pan and go, "Ummmmmmmh!" through the straw out of frustration.

Dr. Zander Rat will always have to set dental plates in his mouth and instal a contact lens in his right eye every morning, plus look at a nasty lip scar in the mirror...not to mention missing one of his testicles. For the rest of Dr. Rat's life, it will constantly and naggingly haunt him as being "compliments from Cheesah Meerkat". Dr. Rat's wallet was never recovered either. It was the the kind that clips into the fur hairs. Cheesah kicked Dr. Rat so hard in the chest, the wallet wet flying across the parking lot. A fox eventually found Dr. Rat's wallet and walked off with it. And Dr. Rat's sports car had the convertible top down when Chessah gave him that beating. For the following two days, while Dr. Rat was still bedridden, one of those monsoon rain storms came through. And because Dr. Rat wasn't very well liked, no one "thought of" putting the top up for him until the rain had passed. http://youtube.com/watch?v=KeSGgge0Udg . A couple of days later, Cheesah, Habbar and Raphael came back into Salem. They were curious if the top was still down on Dr. Rat's car during all that rain a few days ago, so they went by to check out. When they got to the hospital parking lot, they noticed the top was up, but busted out laughing as they could tell from all the condensation inside the windshield and windows, the car had been rained in. Noticing the car's circular grill (1954 Lancia Aurelia PF 200), http://www.pinterest.com/pin/143904150563292120Habbar said, "That rat must have chose that car because the grill looks like a mouth getting ready to suck a dick", followed by Cheesah, Raphael and Habbar laughing at Dr. Rat's car. "So that's a pee-pee sucker car!", Raphael laughed as Cheesah and Habbar laughed even harder. As the three noticed there was a bad, afternoon thunderstorm approaching about 40 minutes away, Raphael said with a devious smile, "Uncle Cheeeeesaaaah...You think we should put the top down so it can dry out?" "It don't hurt for it to dry out!", Habbar Fossa quickly and gleefully replied as the three of them laughed. So Cheesah and Habbar put the top down. And before they left, Cheesah gave the right quarter panel of Dr. Rat's sports car a good, hard Tae Kwon Do side kick. Twenty five minutes later, as the storm got closer, a security guard, a lesser panda, noticed the top had been put down, so she put it back up. Ten minutes after that, as the storm was just about to hit, Dr. Clyde Wolf, who did not like Dr. Rat at all, was coming on shift. Dr. Wolf took a minute to put the top back down, then went into work, thus, Dr. Rat's car got rained in again. Needless to say, when Dr. Rat recovered, and the next time he saw his car, he was not a happy rat. Hard knocks, like anything else, is a part of growing up, and a part of life. Some are unavoidable. And there are those who bring them on their selves.

Among the good times in Raphael's life, are times Zhang would get permission, from his boss with the railway, to let Raphael come along on a run aboard the train...That is provided that Raphael's grades are good enough for him to take a couple of days off from school, or when school is on break. It was made clear to Raphael that the controls aboard the locomotive are to be touched only by his dad, Zhang, and the chief locomotive operator, Benjamin Binturong. However, Raphael is allowed to sound the horn. Zhang would get Raphael up to the locomotive's control console so Raphael can reach the switch to blow the horn. And on the newer WAP-5 locomotives, it didn't take Raphael long to figure out how to get the low and high tones from the horn. There would be times Benjamin would allow Raphael to wave the green signal flag, from an open door of the locomotive, with Zhang holding Raphael's paw so he don't fall out (or Benjamin holding Raphael's paw when Zhang is at the controls), while pulling out of the crew relief point in Erode, and pulling out of Chennai on the return run the following morning. Raphael always gets a thrill when ever he can come along with his dad aboard the train. Then on Raphael's next day at school, he always tells stories to his fellow students, as they gather around to hear about the train run with his dad. Raphael once asked his dad, "Dad, did they have trains in Angola?" "Yes we did", Zhang answered his son. "But they were not as nice as the ones we have here in India". Zhang told Raphael of the two times he had been aboard a train as a cub in Angola. It was a narrow gauge railroad that still used steam locomotives that didn't go very fast. And for passenger cars, it was a homemade, wood frame and corrugated tin coach body, built on an old flatbed car chassis, with no glass in the windows and hard wooden benches to sit on. In some areas of the coach floor, you could barely see the tracks and train wheels below through the gaps between the floor planks. Raphael has always had a fascination for trains, and has recently said he would like to be a locomotive operator when he grows up. Young ones have many things they say they want to be when they grow up...Only time will tell.

Chapter 16. Introduction to the Rat Family

WORD OF WARNING: ZANDER RAT'S HISTORY HAS SOME REALLY CREEPY STUFF IN IT. HERE'S WHERE IT GETS SCOUNDRELOUS AND UGLY. INCLUDING ZANDER RAT MOLESTING CUBS AND STEALING FROM CHARITY. THERE IS ALSO A CAR CHASE ALMOST TURNING DEADLY. AND THE REMEMBRANCE OF A HIGH SPEED CAR WRECK, FROM YEARS BACK, IN WHICH SOME FRIENDS OF THE RAT FAMILY HAD DIED.

DR. ZANDER ISCELBERG RAT MD, male, born at his parent's lavish, granite and marble stone built mansion estate in Northeast Egypt, not very far from Al-Minya (you might as well say, born on silk sheets and with everything pawed to him on a silver platter), on April 1st (April fool's day) 1958, age 55, is single. Zander Rat came from a very wealthy elite family, born to his dad, Hanan Iscelberg Rat the III, now deceased, and his mom, Judith Iscelberg (Rhostin) Rat, now age 88. Zander has two older siblings, older brother Hanan Iscelberg Rat the VI, now age 62, and older sister Givol Fennbecker (Iscelberg) Rat, now age 59. The Hanan III and Judith Iscelberg Rat family estate is a lavish, majestic, three story, stone mansion in Northeast Egypt, located on 24 acres of waterfront property on the Nile River. The estate also has gardens, vinyards, a tennis court, a hedge maze, a twelve car garage, an eight slip boat house and other amenities. Zander's family has been wealthy for countless generations (the "old money").

Chapter 17. School Days

When Hanan VI, Judith, and Zander were growing up, they attended a very elite private school, that had a high quality education curriculum, and had grades starting at preschool, and going all the way through 12th. There were also fellow students who were of other species in their school, who's parents were wealthy enough to send them there, but not from as wealthy families as the Rat Family, who were popular because of that. One day at school, when Zander was age 8, in the 3rd grade, the class was given their morning restroom break. There was an oriental linsang using the urinal next to where Zander was peeing. Because Zander, along with all the males in his family was circumcised, he was fascinated with seeing the linsang draw his sheath back to pee. The linsang's attention was caught when Zander said, "Ohh! It's shiny!". "What?!", The linsang said as he noticed Zander gawking at his penis, out of sheath, peeing. "Why are you stareing at my pee-pee?" "What's that skin like?" asked Zander. "None of your business!" The linsang told Zander as he turned his back to Zander, and Zander leaned around so he can still see it. "ARE YOU QUEER OR SOMETHING?!", the linsang asked as he resorted to re-sheathing his penis, and continued peeing through his sheath, so Zander can't see it. "I didn't know you could do that!" said Zander as the other class mates now noticed what was going on. "Zander, leave him alone!", a male genet called out. The females who were there, started giggling at Zander. Being that the animals don't wear clothes anyway, they all share the same restrooms, showers, etc. "Hey, Zander! Why don't you look at some of these females instead of looking at Chaun Linsang?! You're gona marry Chaun or something?", a male palm civet called out as everyone busted out laughing. An otter and a mongoose were the only other two circumcised males in Zander's 3rd grade class, and even they were laughing. "Zander would get a scent pouch in the deal!", the otter called out, getting everyone to laugh even harder, referring to the scent pouch linsangs have near the genital. "He can marry the sharp ends of my claws and see how he likes it", said Chaun. By the time everyone was leaving the restroom, heading back to class, Zander was so embarrassed, he felt like he could wear a paper bag over his face. Back in class, Zander kept calling across the table to Chaun Linsang, and trying get an answer out of him as to what having a genital sheath is really like. Chaun finally stood up in class, and hollered at Zander, "NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! YOU DON'T HAVE A SHEATH COVERING YOUR PEE-PEE HEAD, SO IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! LEAVE ME ALONE!" The class busted out in loud laughter, followed by the otter calling out, "Hey, Zander, Jollah Mongoose and I are circumcised too, but we don't go around asking those kind of questions". "Well!", exclaimed the teacher, who was a persnickety poodle, "Enough on THAT subject. Let's get back to class material, shall we". Through out Zander's earlier schooling, he would frequently ask his other male school mates personal questions like, "What's it like not being circumcised?", or questions about the genital anatomy of species that were not of his own species. The answers he got were always, in so many words, "None of your business". Zander once asked a male fossa school mate, "What does it feel like to have a funky penis like the ones you fossas have? Is having one like that really fun to play with?" The young fossa gave Zander an angry look, sharp clawed Zander across the face, then told him, "MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!". In Zander's later school years, those questions got him beat up by his fellow students, and quite often got Zander's parents called to the school to have a talk with the school administrator. There was one day, when Zander was in the eleventh grade, he got the notion in his mind he wanted to try his paw at being a school bully. That didn't go over so well with Zander's fellow students as there were no bullies in that school and no one cared for it either. Zander didn't have the nerve to pick on anyone, except for one student. He was a Malagasy civet named Hassar. Zander picked Hassar out to torment and harass because Hassar was born somewhat mentally challenged and was not a good fighter. The rest of the students were appalled at Zander for it, and thought what Zander began doing to Hassar really stunk on ice. Zander all along thought he was being considered bad ass cool by everyone, until several students ganged up and began beating Zander with every inch of his life. Then they told Hassar, "If you ever get any more trouble from Zander Rat again, just let us know and we'll take care of it for you". That afternoon, after school, several other students beat Zander bad enough to put him in a hospital for three days. Needless to say, Zander was a bully for only five minutes before his fellow students quickly put a stop to it. Hassar always knew he had good friends, and it became apparent that day. Zander's family didn't care for those ways much either. Especially his older brother Hanan IV, who would get really angry with Zander over it. But Zander was family, and they say blood's thicker than water.

Chapter 18. Zander Rat, a Jerk and a Creep

As a teen, Zander seemed like he had no sense of responsibility, and couldn't be relied on for anything. He'd invite friends over to his dad's estate for parties, and leave several rooms of the estate in a major mess, and with things broken, for the house servants to clean up. There was the time, Zander and his friends got into Daddy's wine cellar, got drunk, and made a game of swatting at fish in the Nile River with expensive tennis racquets and ruining them...Oh well, Daddy will buy new ones. On a few occasions Zander would take a boat out, and when he returned it to the boat house, he did not secure it. One of Daddy's speed boats Zander let drift away was hit by another boat eleven hours later, totaling both boats, during the night, further down the Nile. When Zander age was 14, summer of 1972, he and some friends took Daddy's yacht out on the Nile without Daddy's permission or knowledge of it. Zander's unruly crew included an assortment of, a male mongoose with blue and green fur dye down his back and tail, wearing lots of gold jewelery. And there was a female jackal with several pierce rings in her ears, lower lip and three in the right side of her pussy with a heart tattoo on the left side. Then there was a male linsang with the fur on top of his head dyed fluorescent pink and a peirce ring in his toungue and one in the end of his genital sheath. There was the female rat with a snowflake tattoo on her nose. And her fiancee, a male rat with a nose ring and a jingle bell pierced through the end of his tail. Then there was the male fox. He was a real work of art. He had rings pierced down both ears, one in a toe on his left foot, three in his chin, and he had the hair on top his head trained out to be long with it partly hanging in his face and dyed lime green, and wore several long gold necklaces. The fox was was circumcised as a new born (which was fairly frequent in their country). Back when it was done, he was not lined up before he was stitched. As a result, the fox's penis laid, rotated over to it's left side. The fox also had a rose tattoo covering the face of the penis head, and a ring pierced in the head. All these anthro animal youth friends of Zander either lied about their age to get their tattoos and pierces, and some knew an artist who was willing to hook them up for a price. The only thing that stopped Zander from getting any of that stuff is that he knew Daddy would beat the shit out of him for it. The fox bought along a bag of weed aboard Daddy Rat's yacht, making him the most popular, for that day, among that crazy crew. Zander and his friends partied hardy out on Daddy Rat's yacht, cruising up and down the Nile, running the yacht stoned and reckless and everyone having multiple partner sex out on the deck. After everyone had their day of fun in the sun, the stoned, motley crew bought Daddy Rat's yacht back, and Zander did not secure it. "Ha ha ha...Uhh...Shouldn't you tie it back up?", the fox asked him as he swayed around stoned. "Nah...Eh...The butler will get it.", Zander replied half stoned. Twelve days later, Hanan Rat the III's yacht was found adrift in the Mediterranean Sea off the coast of Israel, with a quarter bag of dope aboard. Hanan reported it stolen the day it drifted off. And Zander denyed to his parents any wrong doing. Zander also acted like a smart ass jerk toward the estate's domestic hired help, considering them substandard to his family and himself. The rest of the family, however, treated them with decency and respect. When Zander was 15, his older brother, Hanan the IV, then age 22, beat the shit out of Zander, literally, for sexually molesting and injuring a 12 year old male cousin, causing him to be sterile for the rest of his life. Hanan IV would not allow Mae Mongoose, one of the maids, to clean up the crap off the floor Hanan literally beat out of his younger brother, Zander. Hanan forced Zander to clean up his own shit instead. Zander's parents later took Zander to see a shrink over the incident. At that time, Hanan IV was already married to his wife, Joan, and with a daughter, Wanda. And Givol was pregnant from her husband, Joseph Finnbecker Rat. Out of concern for their little ones, it was made crystal clear to Zander Rat, that he would get every bone in his body broken if he dared to come anywhere near his nieces and nephews before they became adults. And when Givol's cub was born, it was a male, Joey Finnbecker Rat Jr. Eight days later, Zander Rat was forbidden to attend little Joey junior's circumcision ceremony (a custom observed by the family linage). The entire family attended, but it was off limits to Zander.

Chapter 19. Zander Gets a Mopar

Zander had no appreciation for the things his parents would by for him either. When Zander was 16, his dad bought for him a 1971 Plymouth Hemi Barracuda that Zander wanted http://youtube.com/watch?v=wGXvKzKfHrw and http://youtube.com/watch?v=Mpf8lGt9gs0.* It was a three year old car at the time, and had been seized from it's original owner in a drug raid. It was lime green, with the "billboard" style quarter panel decals, "shaker" style hood scoop, rear spoiler, and it had set of aftermarket blacked out mags. Uncle Louie Rat was a car dealer, and had connections with those who were able to locate one, and get it in from the U.S. Louie Rat had to pull some real strings to make that one happen. Zander didn't have it long before he was racing up and down the highway in competition with his motley friend's cars, showing off and seeing how hard he can push it. One day Zander was out cruising with his green haired fox friend riding along (the one with the rose tattoo you know where), who bought along a few joints for him and Zander to toke on. "Heeyy...How do you like it?!", Zander asked as they were crusing along at 160 kph (100 mph) down a stretch of desert highway, both of them half stoned, and playing one of Ferris Fox's British punk rock, 8-trac tapes, "Blast - Damned Flame", so loud it would just about run anyone out of the car. http://youtube.com/watch?v=llaDswZVdLY. Ferris Fox would occasionally play air guitar with a joint hanging out of his mouth as they sped down the highway with the 8-trac player blasting away. "Wow!...Awesome ride! Never seen a cool car like this!", Ferris Fox eventually replied, then taking a toke off of a joint. "Hu hu...Probably the only car like it in Egypt", said Zander. "My Uncle Louie got it...from the U.S. There's lot's of these kind-a cars over there". Ferris noticed the speedometer, then told Zander, "Hey...Heeyy, Zander, Your speedometer is waaayyy off, or I'm real stoned. We're going a lot faster than 100 kilometers per hour". "Hu hu hu hu hu", Zander laughed. "What's so funny?", Ferris laughed as he passed the joint to Zander. "Hu hu hu...It's in miles per hour, not kilometers", Zander replied. "My dad told me to be careful with it. Hu hu. He said a speedometer like this can fool you". "Oh oh oh! Ferris! Get the owner's manual out of the glove compartment and read it". Zander said to Ferris. "Hu hu...It's really loopie". Ferris did as Zander had told him to do. "Woaha wow yo hey! How can anyone read THIS?!", retorted Ferris as he, at first, held the manual up side down, until he noticed the pictorial illustrations. "Hu hu hu hu", Zander laughed, "It's sure not written in Arabic script that WE can read, is it? That's the way they write over in the west". "Craaazzzy", Ferris replied as he put the manual back away. "Hey! Ferris! Wana see what this car can do?!" Zander asked exuberantly. "Go for it", replyed Ferris. Zander downshifted from 4th to 3rd and floored it. The two motley friends were thrilled by the hard acceleration. Then Zander threw it into 4th, barking the tires, as he held the twin, four barrel carburetors wide open. "Ferris, you ever seen anything this fast before?" Zander asked as he got it up to 160 miles per hour. "Ha ha ha ha ha...Wow! Awesome!...No I haven't, Zander. This is really cruisin' ", replied Ferris Fox. "Uhh...Watch what it can really do", said Zander as he continued holding the throttle wide open, trying to wrench every bit of the 427 horse power he could get out of it, the engine buzzing like a chain saw motor, as the speedometer had gone long past it's numbers, going on to where 170 would be. "Heyo. Uhh. Zander, I 'm not too stoned to see you're red lining this thing. You're gona blow it up", Ferris told Zander. "It's OK, Ferris. I know what this car can do", Zander replied. BOOM went the engine, blowing apart at 170 miles per hour, and locking up so hard, the transmission shattered. Gears, bent shafts, synchronizer parts and chunks of clutch housing and transmission casing went tumbling down the road, and the drive shaft tore loose and flew out from under the car. Oil smoke trailed behind like the contrail of a rocket. "Woah! What the Fuck! Like...End of ride!", Ferris Fox exclaimed, with a smoking joint still hanging out of his mouth, as Zander's car began it's coast from 170 down to 0. Zander could only say, "Huuuhhh?" as he was still stearing the coasting disabled car. "I told you, Zander. You were gona blow it up", Ferris reminded him after the car stopped, and as the two of them, sharing their last joint, began their long walk to anything resembling civilization. They were both so stoned, Zander never turned off the ignition and took the keys with him, and Ferris Fox forgot his 8-trac tape. As they abandoned the car, the 8-trac player continued to play the loud punk rock music Zander and Ferris had been listening to before the car's engine blew up.

Chapter 20. Other Cars Daddy Bought for Zander

A few weeks later, Uncle Louie found a 1970 BMW 2800 at a dealer auction http://youtube.com/watch?v=UO1iWY-abkU.* Louie Rat heard about Zander blowing up his Hemi Barracuda, so Louie bidded on the BMW and got it for Zander. It was a 2nd owner repo, in pristine condition, cream color with leather seats. Zander had it for about three weeks, then he set it on fire on the side of the highway, and made up a story, an electrical short under the dash caused the fire. Zander did so because it wasn't a car he really liked, and he figured Daddy would get him different one. And Zander figured right. Believing the "under the dash fire" story, Daddy asked his brother Louie to locate another car for Zander. Zander said he would like to have a Porsche, so that's what Louie kept a look out for. Two weeks later, here comes Uncle Louie, driving up to the estate, in a Shiny red 1973 Porshe 911 Carrera http://youtube.com/watch?v=vgCvaKj5rYo and http://youtube.com/watch?v=AaiE05WlZzE.* Louie blows the Porshe's fancy horn, and when everyone comes outside, he announces, "Here's Zander's car!", as he gives the horn another blast. http://youtube.com/watch?v=xxXbpaBYB6c . "Oh boy, oh boy!", exclaimed Zander as he was like a cub on Christmas morning. While Zander's dad was paying Louie for the car, Zander hopped in and took off with it. He never thanked Daddy or Uncle Louie. And never asked Louie if he needed a ride home. Zander just sped on down the highway in his new Porsche, wanting to see how fast it can go. The following year, Zander, then age 17, wanted to get more performance out of that Porsche. Zander had heard some myths about aviation gasoline, and thought he'd like to try it. There was a small municipal airport about 40 minutes drive from the estate. Zander's dad owned a Cessna twin engine plane and a Lear private passenger jet at the airport, so he knew the fuel attendants there. When Zander explained what he wanted to do, the attendants, both of them bears, tried to talk him out of it, and told him he would ruin the engine. Zander dissagreed with them, and insisting for 20 minutes that he heard airplane gas makes a car run better. So how do you argue with a know-it-all? The two bears finally went ahead and let Zander "fill 'er up". As Zander filled the tank, various species of other anthro-animals stood around and gawked at Zander Rat like he must have lost his mind. One of the bears shrugged his shoulders and said, "We tried to tell him". "Wow! This gas DOES make it run stronger", said Zander as he sped away from the airport on a full tank of aviation fuel. And it did run better. That Porsche went screaming down the highway like it never had before. About 12 kilometers down the highway, Zander heard a "poop-pop" sound come from the engine as he continued speeding along. "Hmm. Must need a tune up", Zander said to himself. Then the engine started started more popping, sounding, "rrrrrrrrrr pop rrrr poop rrrrrrrrrrrr poop pop pow rrrr bang rrr pop pop rr pop bang boom pow", as it began blowing thick white smoke out of the exhaust. Then Zander's Porsche rapidly began loosing power, as it sounded like a string of lit firecrackers going off and would barely run. Finally, it quit running all together. Zander, stranded on the side of the highway, attempted to restart the car, but it would only crank and not fire over. Zander finally ran the battery dead trying to get it started. There were no cell phones in the year 1975. So Zander had to get out and start walking. A binturong in a Volkswagon stopped by and gave Zander a ride to the estate. Zander didn't even thank the binturong. In fact, Zander acted like the binturong owed him that ride. The mechanic, Charlie Weasel, who's expertise was exotic cars, who tore down the engine to Zander's Porsche, told Zander's dad that every valve in the engine was burnt, two of them burnt down to only a stem, four of the pistons had holes burnt in the tops of them, the cylinder walls scored and an exhaust manifold was cracked from excessive heat. The engine couldn't be rebuilt. It had to be replaced. Daddy went ahead and gave the OK to put a new engine in the car, being that he felt Zander didn't know better about putting aviation fuel in an automobile. Zander questioned why that gas didn't work in a car if it will work in an airplane. "You see what airplane fuel did to your car don't you?", Charlie Weasel told Zander Rat. "But what stops it from burning up an airplane?", Zander retorted. "An airplane is designed for it. A car is not", Charlie tried to tell Zander as Charlie was getting short on patience. "But then what made it burn up the motor in my car?", Zander continued. "YOU STUPID FOOL JACK ASS! CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT SOMEONE IS TRYING TO TELL YOU?!", Charlie shouted at Zander. "That doesn't answer my question", said Zander. "I guess you think you know more than this mechanic does, I suppose", Zander's dad told his son. "Thank you", Charlie told Zander's dad. Zander shut his mouth after that. Four days after the Porsche was repaired, Zander was showing off with it, to his linsang friend, who was riding in the car with him. Zander lost control of the car and crashed it, totaling the car out. Zander busted his nose on the stearing wheel and had to be treated at the hospital. And his linsang freind had his parents try to sue Zander's dad by faking an injury. Zander graduated in Class of 1976. Zander's dad had gotten Hanan IV and Givol expensive brand new cars of their choice as a graduation present back when they had completed school, and Zander was to be no different. Zander's car of choice was a 1976 Ferrari 512, in red http://youtube.com/watch?v=fGg0VvaYoZ4 and http://youtube.com/watch?v=dshb4_cZoTM.* The day Zander graduated, Daddy pawed the keys to a brand new, 1976, red, Ferrari 512 over to his son Zander. Zander can really burn up the highway with that one. Three months after Zander had the Ferrari, he loaned it to a civet freind who totaled it at over 355 kilometers per hour, literally tearing the car into fiery chunks and fragments, getting himself instantly killed and learning a hard lesson he'll never live to remember that a car is not a play toy. The civet's parents began filing a big law suit against Zander's dad, Hanan III, for the loss of their son, but instead, accepted an out of court settlement for five million pounds, Hanan had offered them. Admitting that five million pounds will not bring their son back, Hanan III offered his condolences toward the Civet Family. The family's attorney advised them that Hanan's generous offer was way more than what they would have walked away with had they followed through with the law suit. Hanan III replaced Zander's totaled out Ferrari with a 1970 Datsun, 180B...in the 4 door hatchback version...Ugly looking car, and a slow one at that http://youtube.com/watch?v=CLmpJ_QfGak. Daddy didn't mind getting Zander the car, but he was through getting Zander cars that are costly and nice. And anymore fast cars for Zander were out of the question also.

Chapter 21. Zander Steals From the Shriners

Now that Zander was graduated, Zander's dad taught Zander about the family's real estate business. Hanan Rat III also showed his son "the ropes" of bidding on tax foreclosed homes, acquiring rental property and how to squeeze the the most money out of tenants. "This is where the real school begins, Son", Hanan would tell Zander when he taught him those investment secrets to acquiring more wealth, and the dos and don'ts about corporate share holding, and other secrets of how the rich get richer. Those are the illuminati secrets that are usually not revealed to just anyone. However, one thing Daddy Hanan could never get Zander interested in was the European Classical and Yiddish style music like the rest of the family listened to.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=kmzbTo14uos - http://youtube.com/watch?v=VqxAIFehNj0 - http://youtube.com/watch?v=jOKnUKIZ_Kc - http://youtube.com/watch?v=SNmpkeY41xA - http://youtube.com/watch?v=6MA3Rbd2Kww .

However, Zander, along with his motley friends he always hung out with, were into British punk rock music whenever they could get their paws on 8-trac and cassette tapes that had those recordings. In Egypt, that kind of music was hard to come by because it was frowned upon by Egyptian mainstream society in those days. Zander's family members, as well as the servants and other hired help, referred to it as "noise" instead of music. http://youtube.com/watch?v=WMql1o5by8Q. When ever Daddy Hanan would get tired of hearing it, he would give a house servant, or the chauffeur, a pay bonus to collect Zander's tapes while he was away, take them far away, and dispose of them as they saw fit. When Zander could not find his tapes, he would assume that he had misplaced them, or that some of his motley friends walked off with them. Everyone knew when Zander discovered some of his tapes missing. They could hear him throwing stuff around in his room looking for them. Another issue where Zander and Daddy were on opposite pages was when one of Hanan's business associates, a makak named Omar, invited Zander to come along with him to the U.S. and visit the Bohemian Grove. Omar Makak is a member of the club, and Zander once told his dad, with gleeful joy, how much he would love to go with Omar to visit the grove and participate in the homage ceremony to the great stone owl, Moloch. Hanan warned his son, "If you even so much as go near that grove, you'll no longer be allowed to return to this estate ever again". Omar Makak had tried to get Hanan to become a Bohemian Club member. But Hanan made it clear to Omar, that although the Iscelberg Rat Family are among the elite aluminaties, they would have nothing to do with the Bohemian Club. Hanan III always had his mind firmly made up that the things that go on in that grove are of evil doing. Zander had only dysfunctional relationships during his early adult years. Some were marriage, and some were live in arrangements, and most turned violent. Out of all his relationships, Zander fathered no offspring. During one warm night of the Summer of 1981, when Zander was 23 years old, he broke into the local Bahia Shrine Temple. Zander gained entry through the rear emergency exit door, which was an open inward door secured with a wood bar and brackets that were not very strong. All Zander had to do was shove against the rear door several times, and he was in. He knew this, because his dad and older brother were Shriners, and members of that temple. There were several occasions when Zander was invited to Shrine meetings when Zander's dad tried to encourage him to join the Mason Lodge. However, Zander's dad did realized that decision has to be of one's own free will. Those were the times Zander took notice of how poorly the rear door to the Shrine Temple was always secured. Zander already knew what he wanted. He heard his dad and brother, over the past several days, talking about how profitable the Shriners fund drive carnival had been. It didn't take long for Zander to find what he was after. He then grabbed an old duffel bag from his car, then packed it with every bit of what was over 17,000 pounds that had been collected by the carnival for burnt and crippled cubs. Before Zander left the temple, he found some of those four inch round, colourful, embossed aluminum, stick-on Shrine emblems. Zander thought a few of them would look cool across the back of his ugly, old, Datsun 4 door hatchback. So he grabbed a bunch of them on his way out then stuck five of them on his car. Displaying one of those emblems is a definite no-no with serious consequences unless you are a Shrine member, which Zander was unaware of. Then off for home Zander Rat drove through the night, with over 17,000 pounds of cash he had stolen, which was meant for burnt and crippled cubs. And with Shrine emblems he had no business having in his possession. Come morning, about 45 minutes after sunrise, the Rat Family was just sitting down to have breakfast, when they were startled by the sound of a mob of fellow anthro-animals literally smashing the Hell out of Zander's car with a tire iron, axe, baseball bat, sledge hammer to name a few. When Hanan III got up from the table, and ran outside to the driveway where Zander's car was being smashed, he noticed the angry mob were fellow fraternity members from over at the Shrine Temple. "Hanan!" Carl, a big brown bear called out, as he was still holding the wrecking bar he used to help smash Zander's car with, "It seems your son has stolen the 17,000 pounds we've raised for the cubs at the carnival!". "Carl Bear, you just don't know that!", Hanan retorted with some doubt. "Was the temple robbed?!" "You want to have a look at this, Hanan?!", Vince Mongoose, still holding a baseball bat, yelled out as he motioned Hanan to have a look at the back of Zander's car. As Hanan came around to the back of the smashed remains of Zander's car, he saw the five Shrine emblems that were still where Zander had stuck them to the back of his car. "I am really sorry about this! This is getting straightened out right now!" Hanan immediately assured his fellow Shrine members, then stormed back to the mansion, calling for his son, "ZANDER, YOU STUPID ASS SON OF A BITCH! WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE! YOU GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW!" By now, other family members had gotten up from the breakfast table and began coming outside. "What's going on Dad?", Hanan IV asked Daddy Hanan. "What's with everyone from the Shrine being here? And Zander's car." Sister Givol Rat and son-in-law Joseph Finnbecker Rat stood together on the front lawn with their son, Joey Jr., then age 8, gazing in disbelief, not knowing what to make of the situation. Even the house servants, chauffeur and other hired domestic help came out to see what was going on. Then Hanan IV's wife Joan, holding their three month old son Hanan V, and daughter Wanda, then age 10, came out to find out what was going on. And of course, Hanan III's wife, Judith, came out rambling on, "Hanan, what's going on? Aren't those the Shrine members? Why are they here, Hanan? GASP! Zander's car! Hanan, tell me! Is everything alright?!" "It's under control, Judith", Hanan assured her. "Everything will be alright if you just let me take care of it". Then Zander came diddy bopping outside, then to his shock and dismay, noticed the Shrine members, holding destruction implements, standing around, and some jumping down from off the top of, his smashed up car, with all the glass knocked out of it, the driver's door torn off, the three remaining doors sprung completely around backward, the rear hatch lid twisted, one windshield pillar torn away from the firewall and pulled straight upward, and not a square foot of sheet metal that wasn't ripped or caved in. What Zander saw going on clued him in on what the situation was about. Although he had no idea, until now, he was ever going to be caught. "What's the meaning of this, Zander?!" Daddy Rat Demanded. "Uhhh...Meaning of what", Zander responded with his voice nervously quivering, as he glanced over at the smashed remains of what was once his car.. "Don't you dare lie to us! We'll beat your ass...Hanan's son or no Hanan's son", Joel Genet warned Zander as he swung a steel pipe down onto the already battered hood of Zander's car. "Joel! Please! Allow me to handle this!", said Hanan. "Yeeeaaa", Zander mouthed off to Joel Genet. "SHUT IT NOW!", Hanan told Zander. "WHERE IS THE MONEY FROM THE SHRINE TEMPLE, ZANDER?! AND I AM REALLY PISSED AT YOU!" "I wasn't at the Shrine Temple for the longest time. YOU know that", Zander lied. "Explain the Shrine emblems on you car", Vince Mongoose demanded of Zander. "Hey! I bought those at the corner store", Zander insisted. "YOU CAN'T JUST GO INTO A STORE AND BUY THOSE, DUMB ASS!", Carl Bear hollered at Zander as he began running toward Zander with every intention of hurting Zander, and hurting Zander really bad. Zander went running from Carl, Zander being so scared he peed as he ran. Zander then began trying to hide himself behind family members, in the same way a frightened cub would hide behind Mommy, hoping they could convince Carl to stop chasing him. "KEEP YOUR DISTANCE FROM THE CUBS, ZANDER, OR GET YOUR BONES BROKEN!...REMEMBER?!", Hanan IV warned his brother. "I'll LET EVERYONE TEAR YOU UP IF THAT MONEY DOESN'T SHOW UP NOW!" Hanan III warned his son, Zander. That got Zander's attention real quick, and he led his dad to where he had the duffel bag of money hidden in his room. Hanan had Zander carry it out to where Gabriel Binturong took custody of it. "We're going to count it when we get it back to the temple. You better hope it's all here", Gabriel growled at Zander as he snatched the duffel bag away from him. Vince Mongoose collected up the Shrine emblems Zander was not suppose to have, including peeling the five of them off of the back of the remains of Zander's car...And not a moment too soon. Zander had planned to give out the rest of the emblems to his motley friends that day. "Shit...Shit...Shit...How did they know?", Zander pondered out loud. "The Shrine Temple has security cameras. We're not stupid like YOU are", Hanan answered his son, then stormed back into the mansion to finish his breakfast. Police were, at first, going to charge Zander with breaking and entering, burglary and grand theft. However, it was made official for the record that the incident was resolved within the organization, and no charges were filed. Under Egyptian law, had charges been filed, Zander would have had a paw chopped off upon being convicted on the grand theft charge, in addition to a prison sentence for that and the other charges. The following morning, a news crew, consisting of a male jackal carrying a video cassette news camera, and a female hyena with a remote microphone, showed up at the Rat Family Estate. They both approached Rohj Civet, an oriental palm civet who is the family chauffeur, who was checking the fluid levels in one of the limousines, and began asking Rohj questions about Zander stealing money from the Shrine Temple. "I've nothing to tell you", Rohj promptly answered them. The hyena replied to Rohj, "Certainly you would have something to share with..." "I told you I have nothing to tell you", Rohj cut the hyena's reply in mid sentence. Then they went over to Japeth Fossa, who was washing and detailing the limousine. "Hello. What's your name", the hyena enthusiastically asked Japeth as the Jackel was recording. "Japeth, don't talk to them! Go and get Hannan out here!", Rohj immediately told Japeth. As Japeth ran to the mansion to to get Hannan, the jackal, who became agressivly cocky, badgered Rohj, "Come on! Why don't you talk with us?! You're not social, are you?!" "For the third time, I've nothing to tell you", Rohj insisted. A moment later, Hannan came storming out of the front double doors and down the porch steps of the mansion, with Japeth behind him. Japeth had already told Hannan what was going on. "GET OFF THIS PROPERTY NOW!" Hannan called out to the news crew as he quickly approached them. As the jackal began recording, the hyena asked Hannan, "Sir, you must be Zander Iscelberg Rat's father. Can you tell us..." "This matter is none of your business!" Hannan interrupted the hyena as he pushed the camera away, almost knocking it out of the jackal's paws. "Hey! How would you like to pay for a camera, Sir", the jackal arrogantly asked Hannan. "GET OFF THIS PROPERTY NOW BEFORE I HAVE LAW ENFORCEMENT AUTHORITIES ESCORT YOU OFF OF THIS PROPERTY!", Hannan warned the hyena and the jackal. The hyena and jackal got the message real quick and left. As they were getting back into their news van, Hannan further warned them not to come back. The incident was embarrassing enough to Hannan III as it was. The last thing he wanted was it getting into the news media. This whole incident was also especially disappointing to Rohj Civet, the Rat family's limousine chauffeur. Rohj Civet is a Free Mason, who was next choice to achieve Master Mason. Rohj had promised for some time to Hanan III, as well as to the members of the Mason Lodge, that he would encourage Zander to become a Mason, and mentor him along. It was believed by the family that it would help Zander to put his life in a positive direction. Now Rohj would have to break the news, at the next Mason Lodge meeting, that Zander Iscelberg Rat is not the kind of character the Lodge would want anything to do with. Rohj felt like he was eating his own words about the promise he had been making to Hanan III and to the Lodge all along, plus feeling like he had been made to look like a liar and a fool in the presents of the Lodge. Two of Zander's uncles are also Masons. His Uncle Louie, the car dealer, is a 33rd degree Mason. And his Uncle Heberen, the local prosecuting attorney, is a Master Mason. Both were also very disappointed and embarrassed by what Zander had done. Rohj later called Zander in private, and gave him a lecture on how his actions have "tread on sacred ground" and how he betrayed and embarrassed the whole family by what he had done. During that lecture, Rohj also laid the guilt trip on Zander thick and heavy about what it is like to be a cub who has been burnt, or is cripple. Hanan Iscelberg Rat III had to give an official apology at the next Shrine meeting for the actions of his son, Zander. Needless to say, Hanan III was embarrassed because of his youngest son over the whole ordeal.

Chapter 22. Zander Sexually Molests a Fossa Cub

Early one afternoon in September of 1982, when Zander was 24 years old, he had been caught sexually molesting and hurting a young male Madagascan fossa. Chad Fossa, age 8, was in tears, crying, "Let me go! You're hurting my pee-pee! Let me go! It hurts!" It was Chad Fossa's mom, Nirina, who caught Zander in the act of grasping the shaft of her son's penis behind it's aft barb cluster, holding it out of sheath and slapping the head around. "TAKE YOUR PAWS OFF MY SON, VOUS AFFREUX MORCEAU DE MERDE! (YOU UGLY PIECE OF SHIT!)", Nirina Fossa screamed as she came running to rescue her son. Because of a fossa penis head being flair shaped like a horn, Zander was fascinated with how Chad Fossa's penis head flipped around like a speed bag each time he slapped it https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=357517 . Zander was also fascinated with Chad's sheath, because Zander didn't have a sheath since 8 days old. "GET OUT OF HERE!", Nirina screamed at Zander as Zander stood there, looking surprised and dumbfounded. Little Chad Fossa held his paws over both the head and first cluster of barbs of his penis, crying in tears, "He made my pee-pee hurt, Maman. Maman, ca fait mal (Mama, it hurts)". "GET OUT OF HERE!", Nirina again screamed at Zander. "It's not...Uhh. It's", Zander muddled, trying to invent an excuse. "It's not what it looks..." Nirina picked up a rock and nailed Zander square in the face with it as hard as she can, knocking Zander to the ground. Zander began crawling away, then staggering away, then running away, like Nirina told him twice to do. As Chad Fossa continued crying, Nirina hugged her son, assuring him the best she could, "Mama's here, my precious baby. Mama's here with you. Your pee-pee will be alright, honey. It's OK, baby. It's OK". Nirina pick up her son, cradling him as only a loving mother could do, and carried him home. When Nirina got Chad home, and told her husband, Jhi Fossa, what had happened, Jhi instantly stormed into the bedroom, went into the draw of a nightstand, and got out their 50 cal AE Desert Eagle pistol. Nirina had a different idea, and phoned the law, reporting Zander for what he had done. "Isn't he that looser the Iscelberg Rat family has?" Jhi asked as he was loading rounds into the clip. "Jhi, qu est-ce tu fais?" (Jhi, what are you getting ready to do?)" Nirina demanded as Jhi slammed the loaded clip into the clip well. "Ce qui aurait du etre fait il ya longtemps. Cest Zander, droit? (What should have been done a long time ago. It's Zander, right?)" said Jhi as he cocked a round into the chamber, the pistol making that cold metal "click-click" sound. "Oui. Cest Zander. (Yes. It's Zander)", Nirina replied. "Jhi, plait ne pas (Jhi. Please don't). Let the authorities take care of him". "His dad has so much pull, he won't see the first day in jail for it", Jhi retorted, then stormed out to the car, and drove off to hunt down Zander. Jhi spent the rest of the afternoon looking for Zander Rat. He knew about some of the motley friends Zander hung out with as a teenager, and paid some of them an unpleasant social call. Zander's old time friends cooperated the best they could with Jhi's demands to learn the whereabouts of Zander. After all, Jhi was the was the one carring the gun. Zander's friends weren't of much any help, so Jhi left to go find some friends of his he could ask if they've heard about anything. A binturong friend gave condolences to Jhi. "I heard about what happened to Chad today. That's a tough break", he said. "Yeah. My son took it hard too", said Jhi. "If you find out where Zander is, Mussa, how about letting me know, OK?" "I sure will, Jhi", Mussa promised. "Your boy didn't deserve to go through that". "Thanks, Mussa. I appreciate it", Jhi said. "HOLY SHIT! Looks like you got a peice that will do the job alright" Mussa Binturong told Jhi Fossa as he noticed it was a 50 caliber pistol laying on the front seat of Jhi's car. "It will", replied Jhi. "And you know, Mussa. When I get him, I won't stop with one shot. I'm gona empty the clip on that shit ball". "Can't say that I blame you", said Mussa. About an hour later, Jhi thought he might get the nerve to drive out to the Rat Estate, and blast Zander all over some of their expensive carpet and marble floor in front of his family if he's there. Jhi Fossa figured that 50 cal of his would do a thorough job of dealing with Zander Rat. http://youtube.com/watch?v=wR8sXWSlMyU . On his way to the Rat Estate, two law enforcement officers pulled Jhi over. The bear and sheperd, outfitted with their gun belts and clip on badges (made to fasten to the fur hairs) approached Jhi's car, and the first thing they instructed him to do was to put his pistol where they can know where it is. They informed Jhi that one of Zander's motley friends, that Jhi talked to earlier, reported that Jhi was out to kill Zander. They didn't arrest Jhi considering the circumstances. But they did give Jhi a warning, and advised him to go home and put his gun back where he usually keeps it. They also told him that Zander had already been hauled away in a straight jacket to an asylum for his sexual assault on Chad...His parent's doing, in lieu of him going to jail. "A nut house", Jhi replied. "A country club for crazies. A slap on the paw, and a little medication. What about my boy?" "We're sorry, Jhi. It's out of our paws now", the shepard told him. The law officers then let Jhi be on his way. And when Jhi returned home and told his wife about what he encountered, she said what Jhi had said. "A slap on the paw, and some medicine", Nirina replied. After Zander was committed into the asylum, other young males of various species felt safe to come foward and testify what Zander had also done to them. Some of Zander's victims had sexual injuries ranging from distortions and lesions on their penis heads, to sprawled opened and torn sheaths. A few injuries were severe enough to temporarily cripple the victim...all inflicted by Zander Rat. The cubs who Zander had injured, had in the past, made up alibis to their parents about their sexual injuries, out of fear of Zander. Since Zander got put away, the cubs who Zander molested were no longer afraid to make the truth known. There were so many who came foward, it seemed like young males were coming out of the woodwork as special victim's officers began piling cub sex crime charges up on Zander, including a charge of "crime against religion". A sex offender record would stop Zander from pursuing his dream of going to med-school and becoming a doctor, provided Zander didn't get 'death by stoning' for it, except Zander's dad was good friends with judges, attorneys and other elected officials. And Hanan III was a brother of the prosecutor, Heberen Iscelberg Rat PA, which also meant the prosecutor was Zander's uncle. Daddy Rat saw to it that all criminal charges against his son, Zander, somehow disappeared and mysteriously went away for good, so Zander can attend med-school, thus adding another pervert to the roster of medical doctors. Upon Zander's release from the asylum, Hanan III had to go to the courthouse and post bail to stop his son from being immediately transferred to jail because of the criminal charges on him. Then Hanan had to go from there, to the asylum to pick up his son. Hanan did not choose to have the chauffeur take him in one of the limousines. Hanan drove his vintage 1957 Jaguar XK-SS instead, so chauffeur Rohj Civet would not hear things he had to say in private to his son on the way home about the situation. http://youtube.com/waych?v=20UHwyi0RKc . When Hanan arrived to the asylum, Zander was waiting at the front gate. "Dad, it's sure good to be out of THAT place. That place is looooney", Zander told his dad as he got into the car. "I see you took one of the Jags. Cool". Hanan was a bit too angry with Zander to say anything as Zander shut the door and they headed for home. "They give you some really loopy medicine in that place, I tell you", Zander told his dad, who was in no mood to listen. A few minutes down the road, Hanan said to Zander, "Son, I believe you are aware there are tensions that have already existed between the general population and families like ours, here in Egypt, since our president was assassinated last year, and all that trouble going on in the Sinai Peninsula...You have been aware of that, haven't you?" "Well...Eh...Yea, Dad", Zander Replied. "SO YOU HAD TO GO PULL SOME SHIT LIKE THIS!", Hanan reprimanded his son. Zander didn't have much of a response to the reprimanding. On their rest of the way home, Hanan told Zander about how he was going to "pull some strings" with the family's politician friends to try to get Zander out of trouble. After Hanan and Zander arrived home, Zander's brother-in-law, Joseph Finnbecker Rat Sr., showed Zander a newspaper, printed two days after Zander was caught molesting the son of Nirina and Jhi Fossa. It hit Zander like a sack of bricks when he saw the front page headline, in Arabic script, "Iscelberg Rat Family Member Charged With Sexually Attacking Cubs". Under the headlines, centered on the front page, was a large picture of Zander Rat himself, and the half page article had details that many paperback novel publishers wouldn't print. Of course, the names of the victims, being underage cubs, were withheld. "Oh, by the way, you also made it on television, Zander", Joseph told him as he snatched the newspaper back and stormed away.

Chapter 23. The Court Arraignment and it's Aftermath

It was only a few days after Zander was released from the asylum, he was bought up for arraignment on multuple cub sex crime charges. Zander and his family, the family relateted prosecutor, other attorneys, the judge and others of course were in court. The courtroom was a full house with Zander's molested victims and and their parents also being there, looking forward to seeing Zander get his just deserts. Everyone stands as it is announced, "The Honorable Judge Silas Opossum presiding". Then everyone is seated, "This is the arraignment for the case of, The Anthro Animals of the Governorate of Menia vs Zander Iscelberg Rat", Judge Silas Opossum announces, then reading a very long list of cub sex crime charges on Zander Rat. "Counselor. How does the defendant plead?" "Not guilty on all counts, Your Honor", replies Zander's attorney as gasping and murmuring can be heard from the parents of the victims through out the courtroom. "The court calls the prosecution to present probable cause", says Judge Silas Opossum. The prosecutor, a grey, circumcised rat, who is Zander's uncle, replies, "All charges are null pros, Your Honor". "Zander Iscelberg Rat. All charges are dismissed. You're free to go", said Judge Silas as "clack" goes the gavel. Through out the courtroom, there were angry outbursts from victim's parents, as Judge Silas tried to restore order. Special victim's officers, who arrested Zander, looked on, stunned in disbelief. Many cub victims and their mothers began crying, while Zander and his family were all smiles, congratulating the attorneys, and thanking their corrupt influential friends. When Zander shook paws with his Uncle, Attorney Heberen Rat, the victim's families then knew the arraignment was a rigged rehearsal. "YOU'LL LEAVE THIS COURTROOM AS A CORPSE, ZANDER!", a victim's dad shouted. "YOU'RE DEAD MEAT!", another dad shouted, as the courtroom quickly became an out of control free-for-all, and Judge Silas clacking the gavel, trying to restore order. "YOU BETTER SEEK AN UNDERTAKER!", the dad, of a molested wolf cub, hollered in Hanan III's face. "THAT SHIT BAG FOR A SON OF YOURS IS ABOUT TO NEED ONE!" "WHAT THAT CREEP HAS DONE IS SUPPOSE TO CARRY THE DEATH PENALTY HERE IN EGYPT...BY STONING", a mother Madagascan fossa screamed out. Her friend, Nirina Fossa, replied, "BACK IN MADAGASCAR, WE BURN SHIT LIKE HIM TO DEATH OUT ON A BEACH!" "ORDER IN THIS COURT, NOW!", Judge Silas shouted as he repeatedly clacked the gavel. At that point, the court room was like all Hell had broken loose. A daddy fox, almost in tears himself, and with court bailiffs trying to hold him off, got up in Zander's face, trying to maul him, and shouted, "A MONSTER LIKE YOU HAS NO RIGHT TO EXIST! I'LL DROP YOU INTO HELL!" A daddy otter, who's son had his inner penis sheath torn by Zander, pointed a 6 inch blade, fold up knife in Zander's face, hollering, "I'LL CUT YOU UP YOU SORRY PIECE OF SHIT! I'LL THROW YOUR PIECES IN THE NILE RIVER!" The knife was confiscated by bailiffs, with some struggle, then the otter family was ordered to leave the courthouse. The rest of the Rat family were now being threatened. Judge Silas Opossum still could not regain order, as a lesser panda's dad was being arrested for telling Judge Silas he was as good as dead. Zander and his family finally had to be escorted, under police protection, out to where Rohj Civet, their chauffeur, was waiting with their limousine for them http://youtube.com/watch?v=mSs1RjH5nRE . and http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Asian_Palm_Civet_Ove... . Law officers had to hold a mob of outraged parents at bay while the Rat family scurried into their limousine. Rohj Civet hurriedly closed the door behind them, and quickly got in behind the wheel. Once the family and chauffeur were in, Zander's dad told Rohj, "ROHJ, GET US THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Rohj floored the accelerator, squalling the limo's tires as they went speeding off. Relatives of the victims hurled rocks at the limo as it sped by, doing sheet metal damage, breaking the windsheild and grill, and knocking off a sideview mirror, to what was then, a brand new 1982, high gloss black, Cadillac Fleetwood, stretch limousine. A lit homemade gasoline bomb was also thrown at the limo, but missed and smashed onto the street into ball of fire. Zander's mom, Judith, told Rohj, "If they get in the way, run them down! Just - don't - stop!" Rohj had to turn a street corner around the court house grounds to get to the highway. As the limo sped around the corner, more victim's relatives hurled rocks, knocking off a wheel cover, puncturing the A/C condenser, and busting out a rear door glass. As Rohj Civet floored it out of the turn, heading for the highway, a daddy merekat, who's son was temporarily crippled from a sexual injury by Zander, flung a tire iron into the path of the speeding limo, meant to come through the windshield and take Rohj out, but smashing out a headlight instead. The tire iron flew up over the roof of the limo, and went bouncing and clanging down the street, along with broken headlight glass, as the battered limo sped away. The meerkat's brother emptied the clip of a 38 caliber pistol at the fleeing limo, as he stood in the street, managing to shoot a hole in the trunk lid, dinging the bumper in two places and shooting out the left tail light. Relatives of the victims got into their cars and took off, chaseing after the Rat family limousine. "HANAN, HANAN! THEY'RE COMING AFTER US! DO SOMETHING!", Judith exclaimed in panic as she saw the cars speeding up the street behind them. "What CAN I do, Judith?!", Hanan retorted, then told Rohj, "Rohj! You really need to step on it! We're being chased!" When the limo got to the main highway leading out of town, Rohj swung the corner wide and fast, without stopping, with the wheels screeching and the limo starting to swing out sideways. After straightening the limo back out of the slide, Rohj Civet punched it to the floor, rapidly wide open accelerating as hard as it can go, the 368 cubic inch engine reaching high RPMs before each gear shift of the limo's automatic transmission, and the speedometer needle quickly sweeping over to the high end. http://youtube.com/watch?v=V2homlJBbzY. In only a few minutes, they were out of town, speeding down open Egyptian desert highway. The chase reached speeds to well over 160 kilometers per hour, as Rohj tried to loose them, and having to watch the highway through a cracked up windshield. "Just keep it wide open, Rohj!", Hanan III told him. "Don't slow down! Keep the accelerator to the floor". Older brother Hanan IV was able to get through on the limo's mobile phone and call for help...There were no cell phones in 1982. By now, a slight vibration could be felt coming from a front tire, and at 210 kph (125 mph) the limo's speed was well beyond the point when it's speedometer pegged out at 85 miles per hour. "Rohj! Some of them are gaining on us! Can't you go faster?!", sister Givol pleaded. "This is all the speed I can get out of it!", Rohj retorted. "I'm holding it wide open now! It won't go any faster!" After about a few seconds, Rohj could hear Hanan IV tell his younger brother, Zander, "Thanks a lot for all of this, Shit Head...I hope you're happy". Further down the highway, the Rat Family and Rohj noticed a couple of those in pursuit had to give up the chase, because their cars had boiled over with their engines overheated. But it wasn't long before a Volvo, driven by a binturong, who's nephew was one of Zander's victims, had caught up to the back of the limo. The binturong started repeatedly clacking bumpers with the limo, slightly stearing side to side, trying to throw the limo out of control. But the Volvo wasn't heavy enough, on it's first try, to run a full size, western built stretch limousine off the highway. "Damn it! That binturong back there is trying to wreck us!", said Hanan III as everyone could feel the bumping and swaying. "I can feel the rear end swaying", Rohj replied as he worked at trying keeping the limo straight. It really started getting scarey when the tires of both vehicles could be heard chirping against the pavement at 210 kilometers per hour. And by now, the big, heavy limo started a rocking motion, and drifting all over the highway with a surreal, slow motion sensation. Rohj would let his foot off the accelerator for only a split second at a time before putting it back to the floor, trying to maintain control of the vehicle as he began to loose feel of the road. "That son of a bitch is crazy!", Hanan retorted. "It feels like I'm driving on ice! This limousine is starting to get away from me!" Rohj told Hanan as they were still speeding down the highway at 210 kph. "What do you what me to do?!". "I don't know!", Hanan frantically answered, then after pausing a moment, said, "ROHJ! When he backs off for another hit, slam the brakes on him! I don't give a damn about the back of the limo!" As soon as the Volvo backed off for another hit, Rohj locked the limo's brakes for a second, causing the Volvo to smash against the back of the limo. The binturong then dropped his car back 30 meters. That's when Rhoj slammed the brakes as hard as he can, all four tires smoking and screaming against the pavement, until the Volvo crashed into the rear of the limo, caving the Volvo's radiator into it's fan and engine, and smashing it's left front fender, into the left front wheel. The moment the binturong released the brakes, his car went spinning out of control with a front wheel locked up, tires smoking against the pavement, still at over 150 kph, then flipped over. As Rohj again floored the accelerator to flee the remaining cars, the Rat Family saw, from the limo's rear window, the Volvo rolling over and over and over, with glass, chrome and contents sprawling all over the highway and the Volvo's hood flying off. Judith and Givol gasped when everyone watched, in dismay, it's driver get ejected then hitting the pavement and tumbling down the highway like a thrown rag doll, as other cars swerved almost out of control at high speed, barely avoiding running him over. "I knew someone was going to get hurt before this was over with!", Givol exclaimed. Rohj himself witnessed glimpses of the roll over in the remaining side view mirror that wasn't knocked off by the earlier rock pelting. As Rohj got the limo speeding down the highway back up to 210 kph, members of the Rat Family looked back at the overturned Volvo fade out of sight into a distant mirage, as they left it far behind, along with it's badly hurt driver laying on the highway, clinging to life in a cloud of coolant steam and tire smoke. By this time, Rohj and the Rat family could hear that vibrating front tire making a low, but rapid "rap-rap-rap-rap-rap-rap" sound, along with the noise of small debris striking inside of the front fender well. Several of those, who were chasing the limo, stopped to assist the injured binturong, and a few of them headed back to the city, speeding off to get help. Of those who decided to resumed the chase, it wasn't long before a couple of them began to gain on the limo, just as the binturong in the Volvo had done minutes earlier. "That's all WE need", Rohj murmured. "What is it, Rohj?", Hanan asked. "We're not going to be going much longer. The engine is starting to run hot", Rohj explained to Hanan as he briefly pointed to the temperature light, lit up on the limo's instrument panel. "I just don't know what we're going to do, Rohj", Hanan replied, trying to maintain a calm composure the best he could. "Let's slow down some. That might help. If the rest of them get too close, slam the brakes on them like you did the binturong". Rohj slowed the limo down to 155 kph (just under 100 mph) as Hanan instructed him to do, but it didn't do any good. Within a few minutes, steam could be seen blowing out from under the hood as everyone could smell the odor of boiling coolant. By now, the pursuing cars had gained close behind the Rat Family limousine, with their drivers waiting for the limo to inevitably quit running. It was about that time, police finally caught up and pulled everyone over, putting a stop to the chase. And not a moment too soon. In addition to the limo being on the verge of boiling over and burning up the engine, one of the limo's front tires was on it's way to going flat from picking up a peice of broken glass from the headlight the meerkat flung the tire iron into, back when they left the courthouse. Before the chase was stopped, the vibration that was felt in the limo was from "standing waves" on the deflating tire. And the rapping sound was the tire already showing signs of tread separation, with steel belting beginning to show, and could have blown at any time. And at 210 kph (125 mph), it would have been beyond Rohj Civet's ability to keep the vehicle under control...A stretch limousine flipping over, or crashing into roadside palm trees, at over 200 kilometers per hour would have gotten really ugly really quick...Not a pretty price to pay for a family member who can't respect the decent integrity of little cubs. As Rohj prepared to change the punctured tire, the Rat Family got out of the limousine and had their first real look at the damage done to it. Rohj had to borrow a tire iron from one of the law enforcement officers to pry open the limo's smashed trunk lid from where the Volvo rammed it, before he could get to the spare and jack. "I'm glad I thought of taking this one instead of the Rolls, "Daddy Hanan said, referring to their 1981 Rolls Royce ultra stretch http://youtube.com/watch?v=49H_sZfxba0 . "It looks terrible! It's just awful, Hanan dear! What kind of bums would want to do this to one of our cars?", Judith carried on. "Yea Yea Yea, Judith. I know", Hanan told his wife in a tone showing he was being annoyed by her, and then asked a law enforcement officer how badly did the binturong get hurt who was thrown from his car. The officer told Hanan, "I heard on our radio it's not good. He has some broken bones, and it looks like he may have internal injuries. They said he's barely conscious. We have an ambulance on the way to..." "...SHIT FOR BRAIN PERVERT!", brother Hanan IV hollered out as he repeatedly rammed Zander's face into one of the limo's quarter panel roof supports hard enough to slightly dent it. "YOU'LL GET US ALL KILLED!" "HANAN! THAT'S ENOUGH!", Daddy Hanan Rat III called to his first son. "That's not doing any good". "Doesn't do any harm either", brother Hanan IV told his dad as he turned loose of Zander. Zander, looking stupid, and walking in circles, just held his paws on his bleeding nose, going, "Ooo ouh ooo ouh ooo ouh ooo ouh ooo ouh", sounding like someone with a nose plugged up. Everyone looked upon Zander with disdain, including his own family. Even Rohj gave a look, and briefly shook his head, as if to say, "How pathetic". The Rat Family remembered all too well how Yomin Genet VI, one of Hanan III's business associates, died in a high speed limousine crash eleven years earlier. Hanan III told Rohj about it once during a driving safety lecture. It took place one summer evening in the year 1971, in Saudi Arabia, on one of those open desert highways that have no speed limit. Yomin Genet VI, his wife Marcie, and his cub son Yomin VII were out on a road trip in their, then brand new, 1971 Cadillac Fleetwood limousine http://youtube.com/watch?v=mRP7qeSFLe4. Yomin VI had Yousif Mongoose, their chauffeur, run the limo at 230 kph (140 mph) as he always had done all along. Back in the day, many Cadillacs were equipped with a high compression, 500 cubic inch V-8. On the day of the accident, the Genet Family limo sped past a slow moving truck as they were approaching a road side palm tree grove. According to the eyewitness testimony given by the driver of the truck, an Asian linsang, the limo had to be traveling at nearly 240 kph, and when the limo moved back out of the oncoming lane, the chauffeur apparently over steered it onto the sandy shoulder of the highway, causing the wheels to catch in the sand and throw the limo out of control. The linsang then recalled watching the limo slam into the palm tree grove at nearly 240 kph, shooting it's chauffeur out through the windshield, his body disintegrating against the palm trees, and the engine and transmission thrown out across the desert sand. The limo continued slamming through the palm trees, sheering a few of them down and tearing off the limo's mangled front section where the chauffeur sat. The passenger and rear section of the limo spun airborne diagonally along and across the highway at an incredibly high speed five feet above the pavement, then slammed into some palm trees on the other side of the highway, tearing off the rear section as the gas tank exploded. The Rat Family remembered the linsang telling of how when the torn apart remains of the limo flew airborne over the highway, he saw drive shaft sections, mufflers, exhaust pipe and other pieces and parts of the limo, chrome trim and broken glass flying and sprawling everywhere. And of the blood and cut up body parts of the limo's occupants that were thrown all over the highway. The linsang described the limo's fiery rear section as looking like a fiery comet speeding across the desert sand until it came to rest. The limo's mid section ended up as unrecognizable, mangled sheet steel smashed and wrapped into the palm trees. The front section, barely recognizable as a piece of a motor vehicle, came to rest in one of the highway's travel lanes. The battered up engine and transmission ended up 150 meters (450 feet) beyond the wreckage. And the highway was littered with blood, car parts, glass and mongoose and genet body parts, and two sheared off palm trees laying across the pavement blocking both lanes. Remembering how Yomin Genet VI, his wife and son and chauffeur died, the danger Zander put the family in, and that front tire on the Rat Family limo almost blowing out at high speed, who can blame Zander's older brother for slamming Zander's face into their dad's limo? After Rohj Civet got the flat changed, police provided the Rat Family escort protection to their home. It had been a scarey and surreal experience to both family and chauffeur.

Chapter 24. The Fallout and Repercussions

The following morning, Rohj Civet, out of concern for his own life because of the danger Zander put the family in, turned in his resignation and quit. Rohj and Hanan had already seen that morning's newspaper, showing a picture of the wrecked Volvo, with paramedics tending to it's injured driver in the background. "I'm going to be on the level with you, Hanan. I can no longer feel safe working here for you anymore", Rohj said to Zander's dad. "And truthfully, if it was one of my boys your son got a hold of, I would not have been driving your limousine yesterday. This black footed palm civet would have been throwing rocks with the rest of them". Hanan replied, "Rohj, I hate to loose you. You've been the best chauffeur I've had. And I'm truly sorry you were put through this". Hanan made it up to Rohj by giving him a 5,000 pound severance payment, which was chump change to Hanan and family. And Hanan promised Rohj he would give Rohj a good reference when he looked for another job. Rohj had been becoming prosperous by making use of the investment and corporate sharing knowledge Hanan III had taught him over the years. Those were secrets to financial wealth that Hanan's family doesn't share with just anyone. Many years ago, Rohj Civet was a homeless beggar who Hanan and family felt pity for and took him in. Rohj was faithful and loyal to the Rat Family, and Hanan III shared knowledge and "status quo secrets" with Rohj about acquiring financial wealth...That is provided Rohj gave his word not to share those secrets with those of middle and low income. A gardener and two house servants also quit. One of the servants who quit, Gloria, a lemur, told Zander's dad when she picked up her last paycheck, "You do know, Hanan, your son fix it so this is now a dangerous place to work...You know that don't you?" Hanan could only agree with her. Zander had to leave the country for his own safety if he was to remain alive. The Egyptian Judicial System arranged to have Zander immigrate to Southern India under a special protection program agreed to by both countries. After arrangements were made with one of Judith's family friends in India for Zander to have a place to stay, and once Zander's passport was ready, Zander was flown to Southern India in a matter of hours aboard his dad's private jet, with dad and mom coming along...Nowhere near the kind of trip the meerkats were to have getting from Angola to India 23 years later. After they arrived in India, Hanan III and Judith discussed some behavioral issues with their son, Zander, while waiting at the airport for Judith's friend to arrive to pick Zander up. It wasn't very long before Judith's friend, Ruby Rat, showed up. "Over here! Ruby!", Judith called out as she waved to get Ruby's attention among the crowd at the airport. "Oh hi! It's been a while. How's everyone been doing?, Ruby asked as she came over. "We've been all doing OK", Judith answered. "Considering", Hanan gruffed as he glanced over at his son, Zander. "Awww, Hanan, how could you?", Judith retorted. "That's so mean". " Your brother-in-law, Louie, phoned me and told me about what Zander had done",Ruby told Judith. "And, Zander, you should be ashamed of yourself". Zander had no reply. He just stood there embarrassed in the presents of the rest of the anthro animals at the air port. "Hanan, can we continue this conversation in Arabic so the other animals here don't know what we're saying?", Judith asked her husband. "You can see Zander's getting embarrassed". "I - will - not", Hanan retorted. "Let them know. I don't care. I don't really give a shit. Zander will just have to be embarrassed". "Where did young Hanan and Givol go off to?" Ruby asked. "I'd like to meet them". "They didn't come along on the trip", answered Judith. "They're at home". "They were to pissed at Zander to come along" Hanan added. "I don't blame them". "Ahhh, Hanaaaan. Come on", Judith begged her husband. Ruby, Judith and Hanan talked a while longer before Hanan and Judith headed back to their private jet to go back home to Egypt. As they were leaving, Judith said to Ruby, "Take care of our little cub for me". "Mom. I'm a big rat, not a cub", Zander called back as he was leaving with Ruby. "Just - Keep him out of more trouble", Hanan requested to Ruby. Ruby had several friends in high places around Southern India, and had lots of connections who helped Zander get a high paying job, then helped him with some very profitable investments. Before long, Zander was able to get a home in a ritzy neighborhood in Salem, in the Indian State of Tamil Nadu, that he picked up really cheap on a tax foreclosure auction. Zander also got a 1954 Lancia Aurelia pf 200, convertible, two seat, sports car, in metallic silver, he found at an estate sale. He was just in the right place at the right time on that deal, and had the cash with him to buy it. It was a really weird looking car with a bold circular grill, but it appealed to Zander, and it is a classic. Several months later, Zander began fulfilling his dream of going to med-school to become a doctor.

(This mess Zander's family got dragged into was going on 4 years before Zhang Meerkat was even born, and when Annika was only 3 years old.)

After Zander had left for India, parents of Zander's molested victims were constantly showing up at the Rat Estate, demanding to know the whereabouts of Zander. But Zander's family would only give answers such as, "None of your business! And leave us alone!", or, "Get off our property or we'll have you arrested!", or, "You have no business here! I think you better leave". But Zander's family didn't say those things to Jhi Fossa, who showed up one morning, wielding that 50 cal Desert Eagle pistol, demanding answers. And it was full clip locked and loaded with safety off too. http://youtube.com/watch?v=ftTyvjmMfWE. The Rat family and house servants went diving under furniture, females screaming, and some running through the mansion for cover, instead of mouthing off at Jhi as they did to the others. Holding the 50 cal pistol two paw hold with elbows locked, Jhi fired a shot, "FOOM", into a large, 1,200 year old, antique vase exploding it everywhere as it flew into pieces the size of potato chips, with the noise of loud gunfire echoing throughout the mansion, and the smoking shell casing bouncing off of a rosewood coffee table onto the black and white, checkered, marble floor. Jhi ran into a large family room and found Givol cringing behind a love seat. "WHERE IS HE!?", Jhi demanded as he fired a second shot, "FOOM", blasting a chunk out of one of the mansion's beautiful, genuine marble walls, sending marble shrapnel into the cathedral style ceiling and nearby furniture. Givol screamed in fear as she leaped up from behind the love seat and ran to a staircase atrium then up a flight of steps to the 2nd floor. Jhi Fossa had only one reason for being in the Rat Family mansion. That was to get answers as to Zander's whereabouts, and blast a cantaloupe size hole through anyone who gets in his way. Jhi heard Givol scream from upstairs, "EVERYONE OUTSIDE!". "NO! YOU'LL BE AN OPEN TARGET OUT THERE!", a male voice replied as Jhi began to run up to the 2nd floor. As the Rat Family and servants continued panicking, running and hiding throughout the mansion, Jhi shouted, "JE METTRAI ZANDER EN ENFER! (I WILL SEND ZANDER TO HELL!)" and fired another shot, "FOOM", barely missing Joseph Finbecker Rat Sr. as the round went ricocheting off the marble walls down a long hallway into the Rat Family's private library, followed by the noise of a massive chandelier crashing down in the library. Joseph Rat, fearing for his life, swiftly ducked into a nearby room and slammed and locked the solid, red oak door behind him.

"FOOM FOOM", two shots Jhi fired into the solid, red oak door, blasting out two holes in it, sending wood shards flying into the room on the other side, pocking chunks out of a marble wall into shrapnel that barely missed Joseph Sr., and destroying the door with it's beautifully ornate pearl, bird's eye maple and ebony inlay.

It quickly became obvious to the estate residence that this was one fossa with a hot temper and was not the kind who played games. Jhi then ran to a large, lavishly furnished, foyer area adjacent to some bedrooms up on the 3rd floor. From behind a locked bedroom door, Jhi heard Hanan's wife, Judith, on a phone calling for help. "OPERATOR! OPERATOR! OPERATOR!", Judith screamed hysterically while frequently catching her breath. "GET ME THE POLICE!... THERE'S A MAD FOSSA IN THE HOUSE!... HE HAS A GUN AND HE'S TRYING TO KILL US!... WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!... IT'S THE ISCELBERG RAT ESTATE!... HURRYYYYYYYYY!" Jhi Fossa fled the Rat Family Estate with his smoking gun when he heard that. Jhi may be a bit crazy at times, but he's not stupid. He knew when it was time to leave. As Jhi ran through the grand entry foyer on his way out of the mansion, he, and a maid who was running for a place to hide, bumped into each other. The maid, a Malagasy civet, named Sharrah, was so terrified she fainted, passing out onto the floor. After Jhi Fossa had left, the Rat Family and servants, seeing Sharrah laying on the floor, had assumed that the intruding fossa had shot and killed her...That was until she woke up, crying, still scared half out of her wits, and no gun shot wounds were seen on her, which was a big relief to everyone. Joseph Rat mentioned that if Sharrah had been shot with what the intruder was firing in the Rat Family mansion, she would have been blown apart. None of the estate residents knew who Jhi was. All Hanan was able to tell the responding officers was Jhi's description, what happened, and that he thought it might have been a 357 magnum pistol that was used. Joseph speculated it may have been a 50 cal. The type of pistol was confirmed as a 50 cal when the officers collected the shell casings that were ejected from Jhi's gun. At one point, Hanan had to tell the officers that Japeth Fossa was not the intruder. Japeth had just started as the Rat Family's new limousine chauffeur since Rohj had quit. After that incident, Zander's dad hired armed security to protect the family and the estate, and had construction started on a security wall around much of the acreage that surrounds the mansion, with all entrances key code accessible only, plus the installation of security cameras and outdoor lighting. The Rat Family never kept their own firearms easily accessible as they were only used for sport shooting events. But that had now changed.

Jhi Fossa had contemplated purchasing a 300 H & H mag, high powered rifle, with a long range scope, to pick off the Rat Family and security guards at a distance from the Rat Estate. http://youtube.com/watch?v=lAXELlxWgZ8. Jhi knew of some high ground, not far from the Rat Estate, where he could draw aim above that new security wall Hanan had built. But Jhi thought it over, how Nirina would loose her husband, and Chad would loose his dad, if one of those guards shot back and killed Jhi, or if Jhi got life in prison or the death penalty for it. And there was also the risk of sparking off a family war against powerfully wealthy, secret society, illuminates, as well as others among the ranks of the influential, dragging Jhi's loved ones into a living nightmare, with Jhi gone. So Jhi Fossa never followed through with that idea. Being with his family meant more to him than the satisfaction of revenge. Jhi figured God, whom he often referred to as "Zanahary" due to his Madagasy roots, will someday punish Zander, Zander's dad, their corrupt politician freinds and others for what Zander had done, and the rest of them for covering it up.

Three years later, in July of 1985, Jhi Fossa had a run in with Joseph Finbecker Rat Sr. Shortly before noon, Jhi, along with his wife Nirina, and his son Chad, then age 11, stopped in at a local hardware store to get some materials to repair a sink drain at their house. Joseph Rat with his wife Givol, and son Joseph Jr., then age 12, and daughter Julia, then age 2, were riding by in their 1985, chauffeur driven, Mercedes limousine, when "Joey" Sr. recognized the driver of the 1982 Citroen wagon Jhi and his family pulled up in. http://youtube.com/watch?v=IWIGTbxjZOc . "The Fossa driving that car!", Joseph Sr. called out, then told the chauffeur, "Mondo! pull into to that hardware store! Mondo Mongoose turned the limo around then pulled into the store's sand and gravel parking lot just as the Fossa Family were getting out of their car. "I have a score to settle with that Fossa!", Joey Sr. exclaimed as he leaped out of the limo. "JOEY! LET WELL ENOUGH ALONE! IT'S BEEN THREE YEARS AGO!", Givol called to her husband. "YOU'RE THE SHIT HEAD WHO SHOT AT ME IN MY DAD'S HOUSE A FEW YEARS BACK!", Joey Sr. hollered as he came running at Jhi Fossa and punched him once in the snout. Much to Joesph's surprise, Jhi Fossa punched Joseph back the the face twice as hard, knocking the rat silly, then shoving him down across the rough gravel parking lot. Jhi then picked Joseph up in a neck hold and repeatedly pounded Joseph's face until the rat fell unconscious. "STOP IT! STOP IT!", Givol screamed from inside the limo as 12 year old Joey Jr. was crying, and as 2 year old Julia hugged onto Mommy, half scared out of her wits. Then Joey Rat Jr., still crying, got out of the limo, picked up a paw full of gravel and slung it at Jhi's car. That's when 11 year old Chad Fossa jumped out of his dad's car and started beating on Joey Jr., sending him back into the limo, crying even harder. As Jhi tossed Joey Rat Sr., still unconscious, back into his limo, Givol hollered, "YOU ALL ARE BRUTES! PRIMATIVE, HORRIBLE MONSTERS!" Nirina Fossa ran up to the open door of the limo and told Givol, "YOUR HUSBAND DESERVED IT! AND YOU HAVE SOME MONSTERS YOURSELF, LIKE THE ONE WHO SEXUALLY ATTACKED MY SON!... VOUS SALOPE CHIENNE!" "WHAT'S A LOPACHINEY!?", Givol replied. "YOU SLUT BITCH!", Nirina answerd. Givol Rat gasped in disbelief with her eyes and mouth wide open, as her husband still laid unconscious on the limo's floor, and her son still crying. Jhi slammed the door shut on the limo as hard as he can, then he walked over to the driver's door and knocked on the window. Mondo Mongoose lowered the powered window down only barely enough so he can hear Jhi. Then Jhi told the chauffeur, "Get this shit charade out of here or you're the next one to come out of this car". "Yes Sir!", Mondo replied, then drove the limo with it's occupants out of the parking lot and down the road.

There was another encounter in April of the following year, 1986, when Jhi Fossa and his family were at a large community market (flea market). Joseph Rat and his family, who dropped by to see what the market was like, noticed the Fossa Family from a short distance away. Joseph got the attention of the Fossas, then slowly raised a middle finger at Jhi. "I can care less what it means, pal," Jhi called out to Joseph Rat as He, Nirina and Chad were giving the Rat Family dirty looks. Then the Fossa Family continued to go about their business. Joseph's wife, Givol, then pulled Joseph aside and gave him a good reprimanding over it, then scorned at him, "This kind of a vagabond market is not meant for the animals of our social status anyway". Then the Finbecker Rat Family left the market with 13 year old Joesph Jr. in the lead, and 3 year old Julia Finbecker Rat toddling along behind them. This encounter, took place at the same time when Lacara Meerkat, in Angola, was two weeks away from giving birth to Zhang. And it was on the same day Annika turned 7 years old, and when Zhang's oldest brother Moze was age 6 and when next oldest brother Jorad was age 3 (died in the war at age 12). It was 6 years before Cheesah was born. And it was also when Zander Iscelberg Rat, then age 28, in India, was close to completing his junior year of med school. Even Moze and Jorad at that time seemed like they had more common sense than Zander at age 28.

It was in India, Zander Rat attended med-school and became a doctor, graduating with his doctor's degree in the class of 1991, which was one year before Cheesah Meerkat was born in Angola...The meerkat who was to fuck up Zander in a hospital parking lot 22 years later. Now Zander can pull almost the same perverted crap in India as he pulled in Egypt, but under the cloak of immunity by being a medical doctor.

Chapter 25. Death of Hanan III

Early one afternoon, on September 26th, 2005, Dr. Zander Rat was setting a cast on a broken leg of a fox cub who had a bicycle accident. Zander was having the incompetent difficulty he often has, so Dr. Sharuel Bear was sent to relieve Dr. Rat of his patient. "I can't believe this. How hard can it be to set a broken leg?" Dr. Bear retorted to Dr. Rat. "You've had eight years of med school like the rest of us, and had your doctor's degree for 14 years. You should know how to do this". Dr. Wolf called out from the hallway, "Oh, but Zander Rat is good at doing circumcisions though!", after overhearing Dr. Bear reprimanding Zander. Dr. Rat chose to remain in the treatment room with the young, male, fox cub, in hopes that after Dr. Bear had completed setting the leg and left, Dr. Rat can get a circumcision in on the young fox. However, Zander's plan was thwarted when Nurse Teisha Civet stepped into the treatment room and informed Zander that he had a phone call in the doctor's lounge, and it was urgent. Thus the young fox was saved from having his little red rocket penis deprived of it's sheath. When Zander Rat arrived to the doctor's lounge and took the call, it was his sister Givol calling from back home in Egypt, and sounding like she had been crying. Givol informed Zander that their dad had a major heart attack an hour and a half ago, and the doctors don't expect him to live. Givol then put older brother Hanan IV on the phone. "Hello Zander", Hanan IV greeted his brother in a mournful tone. "Yea...Hi, Hanan. Givol told me", Zander answered, still stunned by the bad news. "We're at the hospital at Dad's bedside", Said Hanan IV. "Before Dad went back into a coma, he said he would like to have us all here". I don't know about me being in Egypt though", Zander retorted. "Those cub's daddies. And those cubs are all big and grown up now". "Look. Zander. That was 23 years ago. They said Dad is lucky if he makes it for a few more days. We all want you here", Hanan replied. "But but", Zander began. "Zander, I can send Dad's private jet there to Salem, India to pick you up. You'll be with us at Dad's bedside in a few hours", Hanan IV offered to his brother. "But what about that whacked out fossa you all told me about?", Zander asked worriedly. "You know. The one who was shooting up the mansion, looking for me after I came to India." "Again, Zander. Twenty three years ago. I'm sure he's cooled down after all these years", Hanan tried to reason with his brother. "That crazy fossa won't even know you're here. And after Dad leaves us, you'll be back in India right away". "I'm just to scareeeed to be there though", Zander retorted. "He's your dad, Zander. You're not going to be there for him?", Hanan asked his brother. Various family members tried to talk Zander into taking the trip to Egypt to be there by Dad's bedside, but to no avail. So they talked a while longer before ending the call. Grieved by the bad news about his dad, Zander took the rest of the day off. Over the next couple of days, Zander and his family would frequently phone each other and talk a while. This is one of those times when family members stay in touch. Three days later, well into the morning of September 29th, Zander was finishing breakfast at his favorite cafe before beginning his day. About a minute or two before 8:00 am, India time, as Zander was on his way to his car, his cell phone rang. When Zander answered, it was his mom, Judith, crying and telling her son Zander that Dad had just passed away at 4:46 am, their time in Egypt. That was only 15 minutes ago. Because of the difference in four time zones, it was already well into daylight in India. Zander and his family talked a while, made funeral arrangements and set a time for the reading of the will and settling the estate. The family offered to have the family private jet (now belonging to Judith) fly Zander in to attend the funeral, but Zander still said he would be to scared of his grown cub victims and of their daddies to go to Egypt. They talked a while longer until Zander had to make some other calls. Zander had a few appointments to see patients in his office that day, so he contacted them to postpone those appointments, and took the day off.

When Hanan Iscelberg Rat III, then age 82, was on his death bed, that was during the same time when the meerkats were on that road trip leaving Angola on their way to the Port of Beira. In fact, at the moment Hanan III drew his last breath in the hospital in Egypt, that was only a few minutes after Moze and Leia's Opal station wagon lost it's muffler on that lone, narrow, concrete highway in Mozambique.

Just like Zander was never at his dad's bedside when his dad passed away, Zander never attended his dad's funeral, and was not present for the reading of the will either. Zander never left India. It was just shy of two months after Hanan III's death, on the morning of November, 23rd, that Zander Rat received a registered flat in the mail containing a copy of the Iscelberg Rat Estate disposition from the family's attorney. Coincidentally, that was the same day Raphael Meerkat was born at Yannas Fossa's house...and at the same time of day too. "Oh wow!, Zander gleefully exclaimed as he stood in the post office, rapidly shredding off the manila colored, 9"x12" envelope. "What did Daddy leave me?! What will I get?! What will I get?!" "Be it known to all interested parties, the disposition of the Iscelberg Rat Estate as decreed in the will of the late Hanan Iscelberg Rat III, and in of sound mind" "Monetary sums of 25 million pounds go to Hanan Iscelberg Rat IV, Joan Iscelberg (Zendler) Rat, Hanan Iscelberg Rat V, Wanda Iscelberg Rat, Givol Finbecker (Iscelberg) Rat, Joesph Finbecker Rat Sr., Joseph Finbecker Rat Jr., Julia Finbecker Rat..." Sums of 25 million pounds were also left to to the aunts, uncles and cousins as well. There were even friends of the family, the house servants, grounds keepers, chauffeur, and some of the late Hanan III's former business associates who received sums ranging between one million and five million pounds. The late Hanan III's businesses and business accounts, investment properties, antiques, art, stocks, construction and railroad bonds, oil and gas contracts, corporate shares, copyrights, patents and other intellectual property were willed to various family members and inlaws. A sum of 200 million pounds was donated to charity, most of which went to the Shrine Temple. And the rest of the multi-Billion pound family monetary assets, the mansion and it's 24 acres of river front property, boats, cars, planes, recreational vehicles, the family's private resort properties, along with a private owned island retreat in the Indian Ocean went to his widowed wife, Judith Iscelberg Rat.

One of Zander's ex-wives from a dysfunctional marriage 26 years back, who Daddy Rat felt sorry for, was awarded one million pounds. And Zander Iscelberg Rat was awarded only five hundred thousand pounds (Gee, wonder why). "I WAS CHEATED!...SHIT! WHAT THE FUCK! DAD, YOU LOW LIFE BASTARD!", Zander Rat hollered out in the post office in the presents of other anthro-animals, some with their cubs, as he clinched and crumpled the papers in his fists. "EVERYONE GOT TWENTY FIVE MILLION POUNDS AND A BUNCH OF OTHER DAMN FREAKIN' SHIT! AND I AIN'T GOT SHIT! EVEN ONE OF THOSE CRANKY BITCHES WHO DIDN'T GET ALONG WITH ME GOT MORE THAN ME! MOTHER FUCKEN' SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT!" "GET OUT OF THIS POST OFFICE NOW!", a panther counter clerk called out to Zander. "YOU WILL NOT TALK THAT WAY IN HERE! IF YOU GOT MORE BUSINESS TO DO, TAKE IT TO THE POST OFFICE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED BACK IN HERE ANYMORE!" After Zander was kicked out of the post office, he promptly called his mom to find out why he got the least than anyone else. Five hundred thousand pounds being way more than what most anthro-animals will ever see in their lifetimes didn't mean anything to Zander. All Zander cared about was that he felt that he was entitled to get what he felt he should have got. He wanted what was coming to him. When Judith, then age 80, answered the phone and recognized it was her son Zander, she immediately asked him, "Do you realize how early you got me out of bed?...Well?...Do you?" Although it was about 9:00 am in India, it was still around 6:00 in the morning in Egypt. "Yeeeaaaa, Mom. I knoooooooow", Zander replied. "Uh, I didn't get twenty five million pounds like everyone else got...Whyyyyyyy?" "Zander, you don't deserve it", Judith replied, then went down a case history of Zander's screw ups, stupidity, and how it endangered the family, and at times how it cost the family large amounts of money. Judith then told her son, "You don't even deserve the five hundred thousand pounds you got. Consider yourself lucky you got that". "No, Mom, no!" Zander retorted. "Dad fucked me over!" "Watch - your - mouth. You're talking to your mother", Judith scolded Zander. "But I was cheated!", Zander insisted. "I'm not continuing this call any longer", Judith told Zander. "I was singled out!", Zander argued. "Your father gave you more than you deserve. If you could talk to the dead, you should thank him", Judith argued back. "You know, Mom. I don't feel so bad Dad is dead now. I hope Dad's roasting in Hell. A real HOT Hell", Zander told his mom. Judith replied, "That attitude is why you didn't get twenty five million pounds"...>CLICK< "Don't do this to me!", said Zander. "Hello?.....Hello?" "SHIT!...FUCK SHIT!", Zander hollered as he slammed his cell phone down on the sidewalk, smashing it into three pieces.

Dr. Rat's next hospital patient was a 7 year old, male binturong cub who had to have his gall bladder removed. Dr. Rat took the matter out on the young bintrung for how the disposition of his late dad's estate was awarded. While the binturong cub was still under anesthesia, Dr. Rat circumcised him, and cut him tight. Then just for more spite, Dr. Rat twisted the cub's penis around to stitch it up so the head of it would be constantly up side down. Normally, Dr. Clyde Wolf and Dr. Tavi Mongoose would step in and put a stop to Dr. Rat from doing that kind of stuff, but the were busy with other patients. It was just Dr. Rat, two nurses who he had authority over, and the young patient. One the nurses questioned Dr. Rat, "That's not even natural. It shouldn't be turned around like that." "Ieeee'mmmm the doctor. Ieeeeee know what I'm doing", Zander replied. Two hours later, the other doctors found out what Zander had done to the young binturong's penis, when they heard the binturong cub in the recovery room screaming, crying and freaking out over what he found out was done to him. And when his parents saw it, they were about ready to kill someone. Dr. Tavi Mongoose, who was then available, had the young binturong taken back into O.R. and put back under anesthesia. Although, Dr. Mongoose was not able to do anything about getting a penis sheath back for the cub, he did undo the stitches and restitch his penis turned the proper way. A few days later, Dr Zander Rat went up before a medical board inquiry to answer some questions about what he had done to the binturong cub. It was during that inquiry Dr. Zander Rat had his medical license suspended for six months, and he came very close to loosing his license in the country of India permanently. It was a week later the biturong cub's dad saw Zander Rat in the parking lot at his favorite cafe and unmercifully beat the shit out of Zander bad enough to lay him up in the hospital for three days. Once Zander was out of the hospital, he purchased another cell phone and continually made phone calls to his family to pester them about "why he didn't get twenty five million pounds like everyone else". During an argument over the phone, Zander told his sister in law, Joan, "Why don't you just fuck yourself with a roll of coins?!" In another phone call, his mom's chauffeur, Japeth Fossa, answered the phone and Zander told Japeth to stuff his one million pounds so far up his ass that it comes out the other end until he chokes on it. Japeth just hung up on him then left the phone off the receiver so Zander would get a busy signal. "Japeth, who was it?", Judith asked. "Zander. Who else?", Japeth answered. "What did HE have to say this time?", said Judith. "Trust me, Judith. You don't want to know", Japeth assured her. There was one call when Zander told his mom, "I wish lightning would strike the mansion and burn it down with you in it"...The mansion is a stone building, with iron roof framing and clay tile shingles, and is not likely to burn anyway. The calls got so frequent, and the arguments got so bad with Zander cussing out family members over the phone, all of Zander's family had their phone numbers changed so Zander could no longer call them.

The five hundred thousand pounds Zander inherited didn't last long either (Egyptian pounds exchanged for Indian rupees). The day Zander received his money, he went out and spent $134,000 to purchase an American built Dodge Viper, then spent $55,000 on a full restoration job on his 1954 Lancia sports car (the one with the circular grill...the one Cheesah would kick the quarter panel in on 8 years later). Of the binturong cub Zander circumcised and stitched his penis up side down, the cub's parents successfully sued Zander for $200,000 of that money. During the six months Zander's medical license was in suspension, he was without an income. Zander plowed through more than another $100,000 in attorney's fees, over the next two and a half years, trying to sue his family's estate for the twenty five million pounds Zander figured he was entitled to...but to no avail. As for the few thousand rupees left, Zander lavishly squandered it within several weeks. In less than three years, all of Zander's inheritance money was gone.

After 31 years, If Jhi Fossa (now age 62) ever found Zander, Jhi still would not hesitate to kill him. Jhi's molested son, Chad (now age 39), still attends therapy to this day. Chad became suicidal at age 17 (the same year Zander Rat graduated from med school in India), forcing Jhi and his wife, Nirina, to mortgage their home to pay for their son, Chad's, psychiatrist bills, because of Chad's bad experience, at age 8, with Zander Rat. And that's only one example of the families who's lives were turned up side down by Zander Rat. Many anthro animal families, including Zander's own family who lived in fear of retaliation, suffered hardship, intense drama and bad experiences, with members of a few families turning to alcohol abuse, in the wake of Zander's sick fetish.

Chapter 26. Same Old Zander Iscelberg Rat

A song that best describes Dr Zander Isceberg Rat MD. https://youtube.com/watch?v=CUubI37JTGw .

And in 2013, Dr. Zander Iscelberg Rat, under the cloak of being a medical doctor, still has not repented from his perverted ways. Almost dying in a courtroom in 1982, followed by a car chase almost turning deadly, has not taught him anything...Not to mention an angry daddy Madagascan fossa, who hunted Zander down with a 50 caliber pistol, and would still kill Zander if he could find him. And wearing dental plates and a contact lens, and having a missing testicle, a scared lip and a clicking jaw...all compliments from Cheesah Meerkat, don't seem to have rang the door bell ("Duh...Ding-Dong") loud enough for Zander Rat to get the picture either. And recently, a meerkat couple, Zhang and Annika, had to protect their son, Raphael, from Zander Rat's destructively lustful fetish for cub penises, which would have rendered Raphael's most personal, private and secret part of his genital, perpetually unconcealed against Raphael's will. Zhang Meerkat had to come close to killing Dr. Rat to keep his meat hooks off of little Raphael's bottom. That's why Zhang's younger brother, Cheesah, less than half of Zander Rat's age, had recently laid a hurting on Zander Rat really bad. But everything still worked out good for the Meekat Family.

THE END

Continued on https://sofurry.com/view/687573

*There were some underprivileged meerkats, who were living in Angola, at the time they were doing without reliable vihicles, who would have appreciated having those cars Zander Rat tore up as a teenager.

SEXUAL DESCRIPTION OF THE CHARACTERS

ZHANG AND ANNIKA like a lot of foreplay, and they get it every night and then some, except when Zhang is out on his job as an assistant locomotive operator for two days at a time. But when Zhang returns home when he has a few days off, he and Annika have sex like there's no tomorrow. And they really get it on good. As for genital details, Annika's pussy is the wet and oily type, not too tight, but firm. Zhang's penis head has more of a drawn out "long taper" look than what's average for a male meerkat. The sheath is slightly long, and the scrotum is average. Zhang's penis has only a modest amount of oil and smegma production. In the sexual relationship, it is Annika's genital that brings most of the oil to the table.

RAPHAEL is still just a boy meerkat, still in that stage of life being fascinated about "little pee-pee". On occasion, Raphael would play with himself, like we all did when we were his age. Raphael's penis head has a more "short taper" chubby look than what's average, and the very tip of the point curving slightly upward, but the head shapes out to a longer taper when it's erect. The head and sheath lining have a higher level of erotic sensitivity* than what most male meerkats have, inducing greater sexual pleasure* from rubbing, touching, massaging, etc. Raphael's penis, like his Uncle Cheesah's penis, also has a much higher than average oil and smegma production* (stinky little cheese / popcorn dick). It can be said, "Nature has been good to Raphael"*. Dad and son are uncircumcised, with sheaths slightly long for a meerkat*. *Dr. Zander Rat would have mess up a really good penis, with what he was about to do to Raphael Meerkat.

DR. ZANDER ISCELBERG RAT MD has a typical rat / rodent penis. Like all other males in his family, Zander is circumcised...so short in fact, the head is longer than what is left to the rest of the penis. Zander's dried, katrinized surface is so built up, he just about has to take sandpaper to it to feel an orgy (Dead Dick Zander). Zander is a rat with a really messed up dick. Back during the time of Zander's dysfunctional marrage and live-in relationships, he never fathered any offspring (Thank God. They are better off never being conceived). Presently, Zander does not have much of a sex life, except to rarely see prostitutes, who pull away before Zander can climax (takes almost forever), then demand more money from him. Zander Rat's pathetic excuse for a sex life also includes cub porno sites, stalking cubs in the parks and on playgrounds when mom and dad aren't watching, hanging out down the street from elementry schools at 3:00 in the afternoon, loitering in public restrooms, and getting off on the dicks he does forced circumcisions on. Zander is one chronically sick rat...Someone you'ld like to throw under the bus...It's a wonder he's even still alive today.

END OF SEXUAL DESCRIPTIONS

THE END

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