Needless to say, the return trip was much more comfortabuhls.
Stowaway cat survives 400-mile ride beneath owner’s semi-truck
Star Tribune, via Sharon H.
I took a vow of CUTENESS!
Monastery Adopts A Stray Dog, Now He Enjoys Life As A Monk
The Dodo, via Cheryl S.
In between bottle breaks, of course.
Tiny Pangolin Who Lost Her Mom Is Learning How To Climb
The Dodo, via Murray C.
And finally: Howl Lovely
A wolf howls in the distance, and in response, these three arctic wolves sing in three-part harmony in Wolfspark Werner Freund, a research park in Merzig, Germany. Found on World of Animals by Cheryl S.
Those monks are truly men of Dog.
(obvious pun is obvious)
Friar Moustache is adorable in his little habit. I wonder if he’s converted any of the fish.
I think he’d like to convert the fish into lunch. 🙂
I hope they told him no touchy the fishies.
“Ok, I’ve got the fishes…where are the loaves?”
Stowaway cat story was a rollercoaster!
Yes, and the guy loves him so much – it really comes through. They look so happy back in the cab!
Smudge the cat is a badass! No more bullies at that address. I love how the mom describes him as more like a brother (to her sons) than a pet.
Wolf song is breathtaking!
Wasn’t that beautiful? And in such perfect concert. I wonder what the chord was. And Smudge is a wonderful cat, brave and true. And Percy is a miracle for sure. Nice bunch o’ links.
Apropos kitties under cars (happy ending)… One rainy day I picked up my starter husband at work. On the way home he asked me to turn the windshield wipers off. When I did, you could still hear “mew” “mew” “mew”. By the time we got home, we realized there was a critter under the hood. With visions of tails caught in fan belts, I called our mechanic who was unwilling to come out to take a look. Same thing with the vet. I called animal control, no answer. So I ended up calling the police. A nice officer came out, opened the hood, and out popped a tiny marmelade kitten who had evidently jumped up into the engine area to keep warm. We chased this traumatized kitten all over the neighborhood for two days in the rain, until the lady next door lured him into her house with a can of cat food. Since her former cat had recently died, the neighbor lady adopted him and named him Rookie because this all took place during a World Series long ago.
Oh, my goodness! Percy, don’t you ever scare your daddy like that again! I was sniffling, even knowing there’d be a happy ending.
Also: Lesson du jour: Some truckers (which means, in practice, every trucker) might just have ‘sturm und drang’ in their vocabulary. Proceed accordingly.
Great links today, Mike. Thanks.
I had the same thought re: lesson du jour. And not just truckers, but anyone we might be tempted to underestimate!
Mike, you’ve outdone yourself with today’s linkies. I love Kim the baby pangolin so much! And the domestic animals in these stories are so brave, lucky, and loving, they fill me with joy.
How can we, as animal lovers, help reduce trafficking that relates to traditional medicine? When cultures believe so strongly in medicinal cures that don’t seem to have any measurable effect according to Western science, and that inspire so much damage to the animal kingdom, what’s the solution? There has to be some answer that respects other cultures while at the same time reducing trafficking.
There is no such thing as ‘Western’ science – just science. As for traditional medicine, it always amuses me that the same people who wouldn’t dream of using medieval European remedies (“Do you feel a cold coming on? Put this dead mouse in a bag and wear it round your neck!)” are willing to try equally absurd cures from the mystic East…
Promote education. The more people get exposed to knowledge, the more they will naturally drop superstitions.
That’s my answer until my husband agrees to let me renovate the basement as an endangered species sanctuary! Then my answer changes to, “all the endangered cuties can come live with me!”
It is such a conundrum – to think majestic beasts lie rotting with their tusks or horns removed so some male can feel sexier is so beyond me. I keep wishing someone would tell people who do that to just chew their nails since it’s just keratin they get from Rhino horn. Recently there was a rhino in I think a zoo or some other “safe” place and poachers broke in and killed it for its horn. ARGHHHHH!
Yes, that was so distressing – it was a zoo in Paris.
I saw where conservationists have started doing something to save rhinos in the wild that sounds drastic, but also brilliant – they anesthetize them, remove the horn, then release them. Without the ‘trophy’, poachers leave them alone.
I wonder if the missing horns will have any long-term effect on the rhinos’ attracting mates & reproducing?
I don’t want to even think about how cold that water was – poor pup! I’ve had my feet in lake water which was about half a degree above freezing. Brrrrrrrr.
The monks are obviously lovely people. The robes for the dog slay me.
OMG, the baby pangolin!!