It’s common knowledge that I love elephants. I don’t know why I do. I mean really, with all those wrinkles, funny long trunk and huge ears they’re really sort of ugly in a big beautiful way! There’s something so majestic and kind about them. Just watch them with their babies.
How cute is that – eh!
It reminds me of the time my son Blake was sneezed on by an elephant. We were in Bali up in the mountains at the Elephant Safari Park. We’d already watched elephants making love in the water (yep, we just thought they were drowning each other at first). Then we sat on very rickety wooden seat and rode on top of them through the park.
Blake couldn’t wipe the grin off his face and he kept stroking the elephants leathery back. After that we watched an elephant do tricks. I’m not sure if he was too happy about it, until Blake pointed out that he must have been because – well let’s just say he was male and boooooy was he biiiiig.
Soon after we were allowed to feed the elephants if we wished. They were only small so probably juvenile.
Blake’s never been scared of animals, in fact I think he has an affinity with them. He went right up with a big handful of hay and offered it to a teenage elephant. Unfortunately this particular elephant must have had an allergy. Blake was inches from the elephant and looking him right in the eye when the elephant raised his trunk and sneezed (it was loud and messy) all over Blake.
I felt a bit of the snotty wet sneeze too and we both stepped back laughing and wiping it off (along with hay and things I’d rather not contemplate).
Blake was fascinated and said, “Not many people can say that an elephant has sneezed on them, Mum.” He thought it was the best thing – ever!
I had to agree. It was a magical moment for two people who loved elephants but I’m not so sure that everyone would be happy being sneezed on by a pachyderm.
My older son, Joel gave me a beautiful coffee table book one Christmas. I couldn’t find it on Google but it’s a gorgeous collection of photos of all sorts of elephants. I treasure it.
I also adore the elephants (ornaments) my sons, brother, mother, sister daughter-in-law and friends have given me. Thank you all. I also have a pair of timber elephants that my grandfather (Staff) Jack brought back from WWII where he fought in Malaya. They have been great inspiration for my latest manuscript ‘Finding Tarzan’.