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Weird Dolphin Story of the Day No.3 Featured

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When choosing a dive centre on Koh Tao there’s a lot of factors to take into consideration, yet one that is often ignored by those doing a little research is the frequency that the dive centres share weird dolphin sex stories to the world via its blog – in my experience the more they share, the better they are so without further ado I present No.3 in a series that must surely run out of stories soon:

 

 

1960’s was a swinging time, by all accounts. Free love, drugs galore, optimism and open-mindedness ushered in by musicians such as The Doors, Hendrix and the Rolling Stones meant it was THE decade where everything goes, and in this story our ‘hero’ Margaret Howe Lovatt certainly followed that motto by getting it on with a dolphin, all funded by everyone’s favourite space-pervs NASA.

 

Excuse me what?

 

So it turns out that Ms Lovatt(she certainly does) in 1963 heard of a locally-run experiment studying dolphins on the US Virgin Islands, and soon volunteered to become part of the team. She convinced them it would be beneficial to flood the house they were based in to turn the whole of the downstairs into a dolphinarium, the excuse being that the researchers wanted the opportunity to study the animals from home, which to me deserves a prize for pure laziness. So what was the reason for this project? I can tell you now that it was to teach the dolphins how to speak English – again, a lot of drugs were taken in these years.

 

It was during this time where she bumped into ‘Peter’ the dolphin, who was presumably just swimming down the street when it saw the flooded house of sin. As she bonded with the dolphin whom she describes as being ‘sexually coming of age’ - did he have a pube? -  the relationship inevitably progressed to a physical one, as Peter rubbed his ‘Little Peter’ up against Margaret, who explained:

“Peter liked to be... with me. He would rub himself on my knee, my foot or my hand and I allowed that…I wasn't uncomfortable - as long as it wasn't too rough…it was very precious and very gentle, Peter was right there, he knew that I was right there."

 

I imagine he knew you were right there because you had his dolphin-boner in your hand Margaret.  

 

This wasn’t just a one-off Margaret claims, as she said it would be a regular occurrence during lessons:

"It would just become part of what was going on like an itch, just get rid of that we'll scratch and we would be done and move on…I was there to get to know Peter, that was part of Peter”

 

It certainly was a part of Peter, at least she got that right.

 

The experiment ended in sadness, with the man in charge turning into a full-blown hippy and feeding all the dolphins except Peter LSD to see if that would help them learn to speak English, the stupid idiot. A few weeks later Peter committed suicide, no doubt because he also wanted some LSD like his friends who were now chatting to lamp-posts and listening to Pink Floyd.

 

Margaret later on married the original photographer on the project (I guess to shut him up) and didn’t speak publicly of the experiment for nearly 50 years. She revealed all a few years ago in an interview for a documentary, named ‘The Girl Who Talked to Dolphins’.

Thank God they went for ‘Talked’ eh?

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