Elephants are very special creatures. During years of extensive research and observation, scientists have discovered that elephants’ mourning pattern is very similar to that of humans.
Speaking to National Geographic, George Wittemyer, a Colorado State University conservation biologist who has studied elephants for a long time, said, “Elephants have respect for their dead, but their interaction with their dead is not something we fully understand.”
He added that these creatures act upon emotion when a member of their herd dies, which is truly fascinating and speaks of their emotional inteligence.
Twitter user Parveen Kaswan shared a video which proved yet again that elephants are able to mourn death. They not only bury the bodies but show respect to the bones later on.
The video shows a number of people and vehicles parked in the middle of the road. The reason why is that a herd of elephants is crossing the street.
What caught the attention of the bystanders was that one of the elephants was carrying something with its trunk. When they took a closer look, they realized that the animal was carrying a dead baby elephant.
The herd then stopped and placed the body of the dead calf on the ground as the rest of the group gathered around it.
“The family just don’t want to leave the baby,” Kaswan wrote in the caption and added that the sight resembled “funeral procession.”
As they continued their journey, another animal took the dead baby with its trunk.
To see the incredible moment go to the video below.
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I Received a Fake Family Engagement Ring Because My Future Mother-in-Law Said I ‘Don’t Deserve’ the Real One
Belle anticipated receiving a treasured family heirloom, but on Laura’s birthday, a jewelry appraisal unearthed truths that reshaped their family dynamics. The revelation of the fake ring sparked a confrontation that transformed everything.
The dining room was alive with laughter and the clinking of glasses as David and I announced our engagement. My heart brimmed with joy as I scanned the table, eager to see his family’s reactions. David squeezed my hand under the table, his smile broad and reassuring.
Laura, David’s mother, sat at the head of the table. Her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes, and her expression was hard to read. Raising her glass, she said, “To David and Belle, may your future be as bright as tonight.”
I thanked her, feeling a wave of gratitude. “Laura, I’m so grateful you gave David your family ring. It means a lot to me.”
Her response was immediate, a cold laugh escaping her lips. “Oh, Belle, you’re so naive! You thought I’d give you our real family ring? No, dear, this one is fake. I keep the real one in a safe.”
Her words stung, but I masked my hurt with a polite nod, even as my mind reeled. This was not the reaction I had hoped for.
The rest of the dinner passed in a blur. Laura’s words echoed in my ears, each syllable a sharp sting. I forced a smile, trying to engage in the light-hearted chatter around the table, but my thoughts were elsewhere.
David, oblivious to the storm brewing inside me, continued to laugh and share stories with his siblings. I felt isolated, a stranger in what was supposed to become my new family. How could Laura think so little of me? I wondered if David knew about the fake ring. My heart sank at the thought.
After dinner, as we helped clear the table, I pulled David aside. “Did you know the ring was fake?” I whispered.
He looked puzzled. “What are you talking about? Mom said it’s been in our family for generations.”
The realization that Laura had deceived us both made my stomach turn. I didn’t want to cause a scene, so I nodded and let the conversation die. But inside, I felt betrayed. Not just by the fake ring, but by the lack of respect Laura showed me. It wasn’t about the ring—it was about what it represented.
That night, as David slept, I lay awake staring at the ceiling. The fake glitter of the engagement ring mocked me from the bedside table. Laura’s words, “You don’t deserve it,” haunted me. I knew I had to do something. Not for revenge, but to stand up for myself and show that I deserved respect.
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