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Loving this thread. LOVE. ING. It's reminded me...
A bunch of years ago, I had a most lovely elephant encounter at a smallish zoo in southern Indiana. The elephant area was pretty small and of a fairly standard design: roaming area outside, air-conditioned room inside. The back wall of the room was barred, and there was a viewing platform across from it. The bars and platform were separated by a sunken walkway which was off-limits to visitors. At the edge of the platform was a bright yellow line, and just outside the elephant cage was a sign warning visitors not to reach across the line.
The elephant was standing facing away from me as I stepped on the platform. I said, "Hello", and it turned around slowly and came up to the bars. I just stared. It was huge. A full-grown adult from what I could tell. It's eyes studied me. I wanted to reach out to it, but was hesitant. This thing could kill me easily if it wanted to. One quick grab and a good shake and I'd be done for. Still, to reach out and touch an elephant... The temptation was too much. So I leaned in a little and extended my arm, hand open and palm up.
Slowly, the elephant unfurled it's trunk and moved it toward me. I was scared but held my ground, hoping the elephant would sense that I didn't mean any harm. Then the trunk-end was on my hand, snurfling and examining. No sudden movements from either of us. I must have passed muster, as the elephant eventually moved it's trunk from on top of my hand to underneath it. Like it wanted to be petted. So I did.
And there I was. Petting this magnificent creature. Looking it in the eye. Making friends. I started to talk to it. "Aren't you beautiful?" "You look so strong." "Are you lonely?" "Are they taking good care of you?" "Beautiful boy." And so on. People were staring. I couldn't have cared less. It sounds silly to say, but I felt like I was making a connection. It was euphoric. A zookeeper finally came up to me and asked me to "Please stop doing that." I almost told her to fuck off. Instead, I thanked the elephant and left the exhibit. I never did get back there for another visit, and I regret that now. |
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