Swept away by the ravaging tidewaters of the tsunami, a baby hippotamus was separated from his herd and in grave danger, for all the obvious reasons, including exhaustion and overexposure to salt water. The following day, the baby could be seen, stranded on the reef. A valiant effort was made to rescue the little (600#) guy, and he was eventually "coaxed" and moved to a sanctuary. By all accounts, he was afraid... and maybe a little angry.
And imagine how he felt when the rock he hid behind... began to move away from him!
The rock, in fact, is 130 year-old MZee!
I think MZee would agree... happiness IS a baby hippo...
With all of the bad stories in the news, sometimes it's nice to reflect on the simple stories with happy endings...
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