This weekend Husband and I took Critter and the two neighbor girls to a birds of prey demonstration. After the demonstration, we all trooped into the gift shop so the girls could spend their 10 bucks on eagle paraphernalia. While looking at the different ecologically friendly wares, I spied a cute little blue notebook. Upon closer inspection, I realized the notebook was created entirely from recycled elephant poop.
"Oh, my goodness!" I squealed, grabbing up a handful of the journals. "It's POOP!" I waved the books in my husband's direction, while the woman beside me began to back away nonchalantly.
"Awesome!" A boy about 7 or 8 years old materialized beside me. He reached out and took one of the notebooks, which bore the emblem of an elephant, along with the tagline "We're number one at number two."
"Wow" he breathed, staring up at me in wonder. "I didn't know elephants pooped notebooks!"
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(For those who know me, or have simply seen me across a crowded room, and therefore are privy to my love of all things elephant, it should not surprise you that I stocked up on my new favorite form of elephant items.)
