The dolphin's pectoral fin or flipper bears a striking resemblance to the human arm and hand, having a ball and socket joint at the shoulder, and flattened humerus, radius, ulna, carpals and phalanges. This supports the scientific theory that the dolphin's ancient ancestors once had four legs and walked in land. They began evolving into marine mammals around 55 million years ago

Elián Gonzalez survived Mother Nature’s treacherous open sea because the bottle-noses hung out with the ocean stranded kid more than a couple full days, a most extraordinary dolphin behavior as has ever been noted in a 1000 years, and as many bottle-nosed dolphin tales.

Nonstop, the dolphins supervised Elián fifty hours straight, swimming alongside our helpless refugee, nudging the kid’s inner tube to ketch the coastal Gulf Stream. And during the long drawn-out stretch, when curious sharks came by and reinforcements were required, extra dolphins happened to show up, to guard the drifting kid from potential shark brushes. Who trained these bottle-noses?

In God’s eggs pan ding Universe God is the ruler, and of His Cosmic Universals nothing is for sure. On board His good ship mother urf there is a first time for everything, oar, you don't slip it into the same river twice; or put another way, whatever is, is, whomever she is, relentless Mother Nature or a spirit high above her.

The dolphins inspired, were a special pair. They kept watch and kept Elián afloat by swimming beneath him when he dozed, using their ocean worthy tails to keep this weakened, sleepy kid from sliding off into the choppy sea. By propping Elián back on his inner tube whenever the six-year-old fell asleep and began to slip, the bottle-nosed dolphins, inspired by their own un-muzzled sight of the Holy Mendel Spirit, for two days running, kept the special kid alive. Had the trip, splish splash, taken longer, the dolphins would’ve been there, slip sliding along.

"The fetus has entered its ninth month of life. About the size of a full grown man, it is still only half way through its dark career. At this stage it would be recognizable as a female and is clearly a sperm whale in miniature, though it carries the lingering marks of other ancestors of related kinds. Its little body, once rosy-colored, is turning gray above and whitish underneath. The five fingertips can still be counted. Soon they will merge in the broad outline of the flipper. The ear spot is rimmed by a roundish hump-the fading vestige of a larger ear. The clitoris is sinking into a long groove, no more than a slit, which will later be flanked by nipples (thus •|•).