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put his short, hairy tail in the air, too, because he was happy to be going
home.
Soon they came to a large ant hill.
“Here we are!” cried Bazi. But it was not the one. As they came up to the
tall brown hill, a mongoose popped its head out of a hole.
“What do you want?” squeaked the mongoose. “This is my ant hill. There
are no hyenas here. Go away!”

So Kubuka and Bazi kept going towards the river.
After a while, they saw another ant hill. This one looked very like the first
one, but it was bigger.
“Here it is!”, cried Bazi. But when they got to the ant hill, they found that
it was not the one. There was a deep burrow, and inside the burrow lived a
pair of large, prickly porcupines!
“Go away!” grunted the father porcupine, rattling his black-and-white
quills fiercely. “This is my ant hill. There are no hyenas here. Go away!”

So Kubuka and Bazi went on, with their tails in the air.
“Here’s another ant hill,” said Kubuka, “I wonder who lives in this one?”
“I hope it is auntie Moonhag,” replied Bazi. “And watch out, because she
might be very angry.”

So they walked quietly and carefully up to the next big ant hill. But it was
not the one. This time, Kubuka climbed up to the top of the hill, to see the
way ahead.
As he sat on the top, a voice right behind him said, “SSssss. Excusssse
me!” And there was a big brown snake. “SSssss! What do you want?” hissed
the snake. “Thisss iss my ant hill, so sscram!” Kubuka was afraid of snakes,
and he got such a fright that he jumped down in one great leap.

And Kubuka and Bazi went on, with their tails not so high in the air.
Soon, they saw another ant hill. This one was not very high, and it had a
big hole in it where an aardvark had been digging for its favourite food—
ants.
Bazi said, “Oh dear. This is not the one.”
But Kubuka wanted to see what sort of animal was using this place as a
home. He went closer and called,
“Hello! Who lives here?”