Ever since I was two and first laid eyes on Dumbo, the sweet big eared flying elephant, I was smitten. Whether it was my tender age or years of gullibility to follow, I assumed that all elephants were tiny and could flap their ears and soar through the sky. Much to my dismay, after a trip to the zoo with my grandmother, I learned the truth… elephants were not only huge, but they kept their feet firmly on the ground and no… there wasn’t any hope in ever raising one as a pet. But even with the realization that I would never have a Dumbo all of my own, I did develop a bit of an obsession with anything pertaining to elephants… I fondly remember my stuffed friend, Elaroo… oh, how I miss you! And while I may not be obsessed to the nth degree like I was back then… I’m still loving my old pal the elephant… I guess, old habits never die.
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