I fell in love with an elephant the other day. I was in the store, looking for some new home decor for the new apartment and I discovered him behind some vases, beneath some old rugs. He looked old, and neglected. His eyes begged me to lift him out of his cave, so I leaned in to dig him out. As I knelt to get a better look he whispered to me, "My name's Hardy, and I'll earn my keep if you give me a chance." Against my better judgment (because we all know how dependable an elephant house guest can be) I decided to take him home and give him a chance, nobody else had.
He sits on top of my entertainment unit now, and my photo albums lean against him. Each day, he smiles at me, devotedly supporting my memories, my hopes, my dreams. Never a complaint escapes his tarnished trunk, because he is grateful for each and every day that he may lift my life upon his shoulders. I think we all need more friends like Hardy.
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