In the summer of 2016 I visited my grandparent's farm in Tennessee. They live in a small town near the border to the west that can't be located on a map. There in the middle of nowhere my grandparents care for a variety of wildlife, one species being the hummingbird. They go through gallons of sugar water a day. Hundreds of birds swarm the front of there house. If your brave enough to lay under the feeders you can feel a breeze from their wings along with hearing a gentle humming.
Growing up in Florida I was taught to fear the wild boar. Once when I was a kid exploring my neighborhood I stumbled upon one of their nests. I could hear grunting in the distance growing closer. Never had I been more afraid. Now the wild boars of Florida look nothing like the Babirusa, but I always imagined them to have great tusks.