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In 1972, Joe Miller was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Tulsa

Junior College ..

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 Joe 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, Joe

worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly

put down its foot.

The elephant turned to Joe, and with a rather curious look on its face,

stared at him for several tense moments. Joe stood frozen, thinking of

nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted

loudly, turned, and walked away. Joe never forgot that elephant or the

events of that day.

Thirty years later, Joe was walking through the Tulsa

Zoo with his

family. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures

turned and walked over to near where Joe and his family were standing.

The large bull elephant stared at Joe, 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 1972, Joe could not help wondering if this

was the same elephant. Joe 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 Joe'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 bull**** stories.

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