I know I have been lax in posting lately, but quite frankly, I've been depressed.
One of the best friends in my life was tragically killed last month, and it's taken me some time just to be able to leave the house.
His name was Peter Davies, and he and I have been friends since we met in play school.
Peter was an avid outdoorsman, and loved to travel the world to enjoy nature and wildlife in their native habitat.
In 1988, Peter was on safari in Kenya after having graduated from Lando University.
While 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 teenage 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 1988, and knowing the elephant's reputation for superior memory, Peter couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. After all, an elephant is faithful, 100%.
Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant.
The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments.
The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed his head against the railing, killing him instantly.
Probably wasn't the same elephant.
A Truly Heart Warming Story
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I remember Peter. He was quite the pacaderm lover. Tragic, truly tragic.
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