Elephants always makes me rozczulały. How do I see any, they immediately want to hug him. I do not know whether more of that a careful stadność and mutual care, and by the knowledge that a small baby elephant die of longing for the mother, if it is killed due to human taste for ivory trinkets ... I watched some time ago Martyna at the end of the world - with tears in his eyes and nose with a handkerchief. She visited a shelter for just such orphan słoniątek. With a hundred was in just a handful of survivors. For the rest, no bond with my mother was deadly ... So I will never understand how you can render the essence of life, only for material benefits. Or other preferences ... sadistic or visual.
Elephants are far away, and every day I feel sorry for those animals killed on the roads - not all die at once, and I had not met the driver, who would have stopped ..., animals in shelters, those propagated in pseudohodowlach or unnecessarily 'I should once have a female puppy', those living on short chains, going to the slaughter in the system of mass production of sausages, which were later spoils are not sold in Tescu ... Somehow I can not agree on the rules by which the world works.
And today touched me this picture. It seems so unreal. And that is so big it will grow.
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