Dah and her friend, Pum Pui, are not morning elephants. As the sun rises over my transparent, domed sleeping quarters mere feet away, the gentle giants are slow and still. Mae Noi, on the other hand, is having a ball. Thunk. Thunk. The start of a new day signals playtime, and she enjoys repeatedly flinging a rubber tire against the wooden fence that separates us. Between throws, she feasts from a treat dispenser hung high on a tree, and I’m convinced she’s grinning.
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