My friend Mila sent me this and I must share:

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’s legs

and  slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly.      
Probably wasn’t the same elephant.     
 

This is for everyone who sends me those heart-warming  bulls&%@  stories.