TEXT: Among the other members of the brachiosaurus herd in the clearing, Timmy looks around at each of them. Their front legs are longer than their hind legs, their noses are on top of their heads, and they’re as tall as the tallest trees. They don’t look like family, but they become Timmy's family. He lives out the remainder of his days as Lord of the Herd, protected by the other members of the herd, safe and content.