Funny Bone Monday

Mornin' all! It's that time again, but I'm too sleepy to do more than to throw some funny out there and hope it sticks. Funny's funny that way - sometimes it sticks and sometimes not. We'll see what this does.

Oh, for those of you who haven't commented on the Friday post, please do? The Personality Predicaments book needs a good home. Deadline is tonight at ten, CST.

On to the funny! This one came to me via Zobabe, from Next Day's News.

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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 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 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 elephant.

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What? That wasn't funny enough for you? I liked it - so there. And I'm headed for bed. Mondays aren't just funny, you know. They're a great time to catch up on one's sleep.

Wait! There's more! The bovines have left the most gracious and beautiful Daryl's, but have been side-tracked and have shown up at Dlyn's. She was their first host home, you know. When they ran away from home, so very long ago. *sniff* Head over and tell them all hello. And be prepared for a contest (rumors have been flying - I hear it's F&B related).

Until I write again ...

Flea