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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, inspected the elephants 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 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 could not 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 f*"*^g elephant.

This is for everyone who sends me those heart-warming BS :lol: stories.
 
:lol2: :lol2: True story. Years ago I was at the Chicago Zoo looking at the elephants. As I stared at the elephants in wonder I saw how calm and tame they were. One reached its trunk out to me in friendship. I squirmed myself through the bars of the outer fence so I could pet this sweet creature. The bastard wrapped its trunk around my hand and nearly pulled me through the dang bars before it lost its grip on me. My ribs were bruised considereably but I was thankful that the monster didn't get a hold of my wrist. I learned that day what a wild animal was. :oops: :nod: If I ever pet one again its going to be laying down and propping up my rifle. :nod:
 

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