"Sure enough, T. J. decided that Eleanor was no longer fit to stay in the show. So the very next day a seven-ton truck came to the circus grounds to haul Eleanor away. She wondered if she might be headed for a glue factory. Then she wondered if they ever made elephant-skin shoes, or elephant-leather jackets. And still worse, she wondered if she might be ground up into seven tons of fertilizer. Eleanor was quaking with fright from her trunk to her toes when the truck finally slowed down to enter a tall gateway."
Elephants were probably my father's favorite animal. Three other stories featured elephants: Ella, The Ant and the Elephant, and his first book Hubert's Hair-raising Adventure.
