As a child. about five years of age, I informed my father that I liked animals more than people. He promptly told me that was wrong.

The Earth has circled the Sun many, many times since my brief declaration of animal love to my father. Nothing has changed. My feelings remain intact. There is love within me for my own species but there is very little liking for us. Color me weird. I own up to it.

The picture above, of the woman kissing the elephant, tells a story only people like myself can comprehend. The communion between two species. The forgiveness and understanding that we aren’t all killers. Some of us are true lovers of other species. That kiss means too much to many on all sides of the fence. Let there be peace and communion.

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