| these are some meerkat pictures and stories |


Makeda Scorcher.Dapples of light peered through the narrow leaves swaying lazily on the branches of the large camel thorn tree, shedding brief light upon the labyrinth slopes of a meerkat burrow. At the entrance, two, cautious, caramel-brown eyes blinked and examined the mood of the dawn. There were small sniffs and grunts of slight satisfaction as a meerkat head put in an appearance. She scanned the area, highly alert to possible threats.Makeda Scorcher.
Her fur was erect, suggesting the night before was bitterly cold. As she wearily emerged, her ringed eyes, beautiful colouring and smooth snout sparkled in the glow of the African morning. But, as she faced i


Morning at the ScorchersOn a cold chilly morning in Africa, a small group of Meerkats were beginning to wake up from their slumber. The group was called the Scorchers, they were a average sized group of 27. At one of the burrow entrances, a face appeared. The Meerkat had blue eyes and a scar over his left eye from being attacked by a rival group. The Meerkat, Clive, exited from the burrow and looked around, he realized he was the only one outside the burrow, maybe even the only one awake.Morning at the Scorchers
He stretched and yawned then he stood on his hind legs to sun himself, for that after the cold night he was very cold. His blue eyes were surveying the area for
| These are some of my favourite meerkat art works |
| We are all one. our group is like a family |

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Flora|| Love is my name, My family is my strength, This is my story, its greatness and its length
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Flora|| Love is my name, My family is my strength, This is my story, its greatness and its length
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What the deuce!
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Flora|| Love is my name, My family is my strength, This is my story, its greatness and its length
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What the deuce!
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Flora|| Love is my name, My family is my strength, This is my story, its greatness and its length
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What the deuce!
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