@edgarblythe,
Thanks again for your comment, edgar. Love The Baby Elephant Walk. I never see an elephant, that I don't think of my son. Now, it makes me smile.
A funny memory:
I saw a baby woodchuck sitting on a knoll,
Blinking in the sunshine, fat and brown and droll.
He ate a head of clover and then he ate another,
And when he grabbed a big paw full,
Up popped his little brother.
His little brother kicked and bumped and bowled him over,
They fought like infant furies for a patch of clover.
Then spanked they were in sunshine by their firm pawed mother
Who marched them up the hill to home,
The woodchuck and his brother.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_s0YNoQvGY