Many years ago Mrs Zog and I were camping in a tent at Cape Vidal.
We awoke one morning and watched a family of about 15 banded mongooses forage their way past our tent, as close as half a meter away. They are very beautiful and extremely cute little buggers 
In 1974 I had a similar experience in Cape Vidal while on a student tour.
We had a "kitchen tent" for the group and the mongoose found the polony we had for sandwiches.
They had a whale of a time biting through the plastic skin and munching away at the red stuff inside.
We had to suspend the unopened polony that was not in the fridge from the tree to keep it away from them.
I wonder if they was ancestors of your mongoose family?
Later I was there with the Missus in a Kombi Camper.
Sitting under the side canopy having sundowners, I heard a slurping sound.
Deep inside a brush patch was an old push-button water tap.
I had seen it during the day, dripping slightly.
I looked around the end of the kombi to see a bushpig sow and two piglets sucking away at the tap.
They were clearly the cause of the polished finish.
I moved to fetch my camera and heard a deep grunt.
The big bushpig boar was just 3 metres or so away, looking at me from the edge of the clearing.
I sat down again...!