Posted by on Mar 18, 2019 | 16 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreaming of Krueger…

Well, today I share with you a little love story.  My dear auntie Lynne was working some years ago in Honolulu with a group studying animal communications, and received a coup de foudre!  Later, she called a friend, exclaiming over her new love’s sweetness and intelligence, and that when putting her hand against his soft forehead, she was filled with an amazing energy, a power from him that she had never experienced.

He was strong but gentle–when backed into a corner by an unruly young giraffe whose adolescent behavior verged on bullying, my aunt’s true love only lightly tossed his head with its formidable horn and baby giraffe backed off!

Yes, Kruger was a rhino.  A big rhino.  A white rhino.  And later in her life, when my aunt visited him at the Honolulu zoo savanna where he lived, she called, “Kruger” and he came running!  Clearly true love on his part, too.  But I have to say, my aunt Lynne has had some unusual experiences, so maybe she’ll part with a few more tales!

I’m not sure of what I would do with a rhino friend.  When mama went on a small three-day safari in South Africa, she was told by the guide (when the group was taken out in the jeep to see rhinos), as they walked carefully  through the bush to where the rhinos were grazing, “If the rhino turns and sees you, DROP FLAT on the ground.”

Mama said that she edged a bit back toward the jeep, just in case…

Oh, Kruger, where were you then?