She entwined my whole arm in her trunk, held it there as she breathed deeply several times, and then put the tip of her trunk in her mouth and sighed. I came a little closer and let her explore my face and neck freely until I could hear a soft growl of pure delight: the elephant equivalent of purring.
… no signs of indecision: no trunk coiling or winding; no ear-touching or pulling up tufts … their behaviour no matter which way the wind blows. And adult males drop whatever they …
I think that pigs everywhere are dropping semantic pearls before human swine who labour under the delusion that all pigs can do is go ‘oink’
… Jabula and I just went along, following his winding way, seeing things from his point of … the night, he always approached it from downwind, coming in cautiously, slightly … Jabula and I just went along, following his winding way, seeing things from his point of …
Hoover accepted human society for what it was: rich in resources but nevertheless imperfect, unpigly. And he discovered that a solitary pig is a sad thing, almost as useless as a bee without a hive.
… Jabula and I just went along, following his winding way, seeing things from his point of … the night, he always approached it from downwind, coming in cautiously, slightly … Jabula and I just went along, following his winding way, seeing things from his point of …