Hippobottomus

So this a story about a boy or really a man that saw a hippo walk by his house one day and so like any curious person would do he followed. Now this individual started to gather a following of children who could have been following him more than the hippo but we will never really know. So the hippo leaves the main road and heads into some tall grass, so naturally everyone follows each other down a small path. With no hippo in sight the hero of our story starts to look around behind him and to the sides. While he is doing this the hippo reappears in the path, the children scatter and now our man finds himself alone with a hippo bearing down on him. I want to add this side note that it was only a year ago that people stopped hunting hippo's for their meat, so for the hippo this was purely self defense. So our hero after overcoming the shock of hippo starts to run but without getting far he trips and falls to the ground. He gets up with the hippo still coming at him, being that this is a very scary thing his fright took over flight. Yes I do mean fright and not fight. This resulting in another fall to the ground that ended with his rear end getting bit. Now the lesson of this story is the hippo is a very dangerous animal and just because it likes the water does not mean that it is not also just as dangerous on the land. The individual in this story gave me permission to write about it and he is ok after getting some stitches leaving a scar that will always have a good story.
So I went to the hippo sanctuary recently which involves riding in a dugout canoe on the black volta and looking at the hippos in the water. I saw six just swimming around but none really emerging to show themselves to me but it was fun. It may not be as good of a story but I didn't have to get stitches in my butt either.