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A Heart Warming Story

Bitaemo

Your Friendly Neighbourhood Canadian
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In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University. On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.
He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.

Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.

Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly.

Probably wasn't the same elephant.
 
This is perfect. I hate it when people forward me emails which are essentially completely fabricated feel good stories. People Relatives over the age of 45 are especially guilty of this.
 
I once found myself rather unfortunately trapped within an elephant's... exit orifice.

I lost my Peterson pipe up there, and I went in to find it, despite the nagging notion at the back of my waking thoughts that the taste of Merde de Cheval. I subsisted on elephant waste for six days before I managed to escape, gently grasping my recovered goods in quiet, fragrant victory.



The elephant never forgot the experience.
 
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