DUM(B)-DUM(B) FOX The colony of Meerkats were living happily with all the knowledge of superior burrow building skills passed on from previous generations, particularly from the ideas of two brothers, Fig and Plum, about whom we know all too well. The whole colony were like magicians when trying to escape from
predators, the moment danger is spotted the alarm calls go out
and where ever they might be foraging above the ground, in a jiffy they are all
underground safe inside the labyrinth of tunnels , as their burrows very built in such a wonderful manner.
(Children if you need a comparison to think about how good they were, think of them as The Great Egyptians, who built the Pyramids, of the animal world) No predator could survive in their area, as no one could survive on a diet of
starvation. But as a predator they could learn to survive on roots and fruits, but then it takes millions of years of evolution to get used to such things. So it's of no use too; so all the predators did the sensible thing, by moving on to other areas of the forest, where there were not such formidable opponents. The meerkats lived happily ever after. But this story is not over, for I am going to narrate what happened after 'happily ever after'. One fine day, a fox came upon our colony of magician meerkats, seeing the abundance of food and no competition around, decided that he could live happily ever after too, with a nice fat meal roasting on the pit. He could smell the barbeques already.