Universal's Superstar Parade (Dora The Explorer)

An Owsten's palm civet (Chrotogale owstoni) housed at the Endangered Primate Rescue Center, Cúc Phương National Park, Vietnam

by Chien Lee

Do you think Peter's ever accidentally saved famous people? Not just like superhero famous but regular celebrities.

Like, a lot of people headcanon that Peter is obsessed with Hamilton, and Broadway is literally in NYC. Do you think Peter's ever been in the middle of a supervillain fight and swung down to rescue someone, and once he'd gotten them to safety been like, Lin Manuel Miranda???????

Did some volunteer work with some buns. They are so sweet.

Just posted my first fanfic in AO3!

Summary: Anya knew that her Papa was a liar, a trait he had exhibited from the very beginning. That is why she found a peculiar sense of amusement in being able to peer into his mind, as it allowed her to uncover the truths he dared not speak. Tonight, however, Anya wished she could turn off her mind-reading ability, as the unveiled truth threatened to shatter the fragile hope nestled in her tiny heart.

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I missed Loid and Anya having their father and daughter moments in the manga. I hope that when Endo decides to tackle Anya's backstory in the upcoming chapters, we could get more of their relationship development. I just can't help but worry about Anya's reaction once she learns that Twilight would still be leaving them even if Strix was a success in the end. At times Twilight thought about leaving them after the mission, Anya wasn't listening to his thoughts (She's asleep the first time and she's busy playing with Bond in the second) So this fic came from that idea and also that line from Anya, that she said that she wasn't sure if her Papa really loved her because his mind is so complicated and Loid seemed to be affected when he heard this. I just want this man to vocalize his love for Anya and to feel guilty and scared because of her. I also hope that we can this side of him in the Code White movie.

I'm stuck at my novel so I decided to practice some writing through this fanfiction and I've got no more Hurt/Comfort Anya and Loid fics to read for I've already devoured them all so I just made one. I hope that you like this.😊❤️

sometimes I get a sudden and violent craving for the minecraft server I played when I was 12 as if I could log on and play it whenever I want but girl that was over a decade ago...

Headcannon:

Snow White would be a veterinarian in a modern au

PLEASE

"WRC was founded at the University of Minnesota in 1979 as a student club of the Veterinary College. From those humble beginnings of just a few dozen animals admitted each year, WRC has grown into the world's busiest wildlife hospital, admitting more than 18,000 patients annually. We are known worldwide for our work with lead toxicity in Trumpeter Swans and turtle shell repair.

Approximately 200 different species will come through our door this year. You can follow along with our admissions on our live Critter Ticker (streaming across our homepage) and subscribe to our emails for notices on events and patient news.

Check out our most recent newsletter and our 2023 species list."

wrcmn.org/about-wrc

If you have a few dollars to spare, this organization is a worthy cause.

You can target your donation to particular efforts. For example, you can sponsor a baby mammal:

wrcmn.org/wishlist/1/Patient-Sponsorship-and-Wish-List/

A greater grison (Galictis vittata) in Las Pumas Rescue Center, Cañas, Costa Rica

by Bernard Dupont

How Animal Shelters Are Working To Save Dogs

How Animal Shelters Are Working To Save Dogs https://phillipmccloud.com/how-animal-shelters-are-working-to-save-dogs/ #Adoption #AnimalRescueCenters #AnimalShelters #BehavioralTraining #HomelessDogs #MedicalCare #Socialization

Mxtx love interests and their relationships with captivity are fascinating and all, but I’d rather just focus on how funny Hua Cheng’s is in particular.

We have Luo Binghe‘s creepy replica bamboo hut and the tragic horror of watching him succumb to his worst impulses and try destroying the world to trap Shen Qingqiu by his side.

We have Lan Wangji warring internally with himself for years over his smothering need to hide Wei Wuxian from the world and save him from himself.

And then there’s Hua Cheng

Professional Gege Catch and Release Wildlife Expert Hua Cheng.

This man is a gege rehabilitation facilitator who does what he loves and loves what he does.

He tags his gege with a gps tracker so he can study his migration patterns. He humanely traps and relocates his gege whenever he’s strayed into danger.

If you hit a gege with your car, all you need to do is call Hua Cheng and he’ll be there with an animal control slip leash, a GoPro to promote his TikTok campaign promoting awareness of gege welfare and conservation to the masses, and Yin Yu is on the phone preparing the treatment center for a new arrival.

He’s one of those guys who lovingly cares for a feral cat colony in his backyard, providing handmade housing with heating and regular check ups.

He’s insane don’t get me wrong. But his crippling self doubt and unbreakable compulsion to provide merged in such a weird way, it comes off a little more wildlife rescue than I think is intended.

The Pet Shop: Calendar of events

Get information, stories and more at The Pet Shop blog at www.greensboro.com/blogs. Send events to [email protected]. Juliet’s House Animal Rescue Hosts Whisker Round-Up Fundraiser: 1-5 p.m. March 5, Pig Pounder Brewery, 1107 Grecade St., Greensboro. Silent auction, vendor booths, four-legged fashion boutique and kitten and puppy cuddle station. Live music with Susanna Macfarlane.…

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Sloths sanctuary costa rica

natuwa.com/donations-for-wild-animals-from-costa-rica

some times i see people talking about the Earth and climate change saying things like "now i know it is difficult to deal with utter hopelessness, terror, and visiting the thoughts of death"

and it's like wow I am so deeply sorry about the suffering. but...concern. Concern. Tell me, am I missing something important? Why do I feel a sense of hope for our planet? Am I a lonely fool? Have I been consumed by naïveté and misguided optimism?

That would be weird. It feels weird. It feels like I would be well suited to despair. My natural temperament is Mortal Terror making my body crushed for a thousand years at the bottom of the deepest trenches of the ocean. I've thought before "I can't live any more. This exceeds the tensile strength of the human spirit."

And then? After irreversible catastrophic failure of the soul, there is...what?

We try to imagine the future where we fight to save our home and it is very painful. The resistance feels so small and the machine of death feels so vast. But something's missing.

Everyone else is missing—the plants, trees, bugs, beasts, and creatures. Hello? Are the other humans seeing this? Nature wants you to know that she is not a princess in a tower. Look! Look at the chaos moving through every cell! Iterating! Adapting! Becoming! Thriving! Watch the pollinators tirelessly at work, observe the mycorrhizal network in the forest floor distributing the rich fruits of decay and photosynthesis for every inhabitant! Pay attention! We belong here too. They feed and shelter us, give us the very air we breathe, and in return we plant and propagate, cull, thin, and burn, shape, trample, till, shepherd and sprout seeds. Our species can look toward the future, to the world of our descendants. We can call every plant and animal by name and teach our children to use and care for them responsibly. We can feel this anger, pain, and grief on behalf of the family of Life, OUR family, and we can love the smallest beetle and the humblest moss.

Look at it! This thing is nothing like me, it does not benefit me, it has no use or purpose for me, but LOOK at it! Look at its intricate structure! Look at the marvelousness of its behaviors and biological functions! Look at its uniqueness throughout the whole universe! Look at it, and see its infinite value!

I saved a baby tree from the scorching hot gravel of a parking lot. I watched it grow and thrive in the hands of its caretaker. Many more followed, trees and herbs and flowers, rescued and carefully placed in cups and old tubs that once held yogurt and sour cream. This is so strange, I thought. They're everywhere, offering themselves for free, and no one thinks to take them. Everyone thinks transplanting a tree is hard and that nothing grows on the edge of the pavement but weeds. But it's so easy??? This is weird. Plant Nurseries Hate Her: Get Free Plants With This One Weird Trick.

I protected an old barren garden patch where nothing had thrived from being mowed and weed-whacked, and transplanted little plants that I found. I marveled at the bees that came. Chicory bloomed, then asters and goldenrod. I shed actual tears over a spicebush swallowtail. I ordered some milkweed from the internet, and the monarchs came for them. Less then twenty-five bucks for a divine experience like this. Wow, everyone else really needs to know!

I started volunteering at a nature center, and was allowed to transplant flowers where they sprouted in inopportune locations. I collected tons of seeds all fall and winter long.

There is much, much more, all of it bigger than I ever would have imagined. But this spring there were more birds, in number and in species, than I'd ever seen in my back yard before. Chickadees, swallows, finches, nuthatches, jays, cardinals, warblers, sparrows, woodpeckers of every kind...I remembered just a couple years prior when all I ever saw out there was a couple grackles or starlings or robins, with the occasional sparrow. Those birds come in flocks rather than couples now. And then the bumblebee arrived. An American bumblebee, endangered now, a queen. For a few days she was always out there, would fly out and buzz around me when I came out to tend to my now-innumerable plants. It's nesting time for them. She chose this place I was creating. She saw that this place would take care of her.

A week ago, I discovered wild strawberries growing in my Mamaw's driveway. I found lyreleaf sage growing beside a gravel road. I've become a master of transplanting; I took several of each home. Yesterday, I saw a tiny, metallic blue bee, an Osmia mason bee. Today, I saw an oriole and a strange, very fancy fly. I see something new almost every day. Every day I am being irreversibly changed as a person. How did I ever fail to see how much this matters?

I said I feel hope...do I feel it? I don't think it's a feeling, I think it's a practice. It's being part of our communities and our ecosystems. Nature's interconnectedness is both reality and example: to survive, we take care of one another. And when one member of the community helps another thrive, it creates a cascade that increases the thriving of all. Just by existing, you help us all survive.

You can only take care of so many plants before you have to give some away. You can only hold so much knowledge before you have to give it away. I gave seeds to a dozen different flowers to my next-door neighbor and she invited me inside and wouldn't let me leave without food, and we talked about plants and trees. A family friend lets me have goats' milk and heirloom vegetables in exchange for help around the farm, and I listen to him talk about trees, bugs, and soil and learn so much I feel like I'm about to explode from knowledge.

Being a caretaker is unavoidably a community-oriented, community-forming thing. You can't grow plants all by yourself. Your garden will make too many tomatoes. Share them. Your milkweed will make hundreds and hundreds of seeds. Spread them. Wild blackberries invite you to take and eat. Your lonely retired neighbor invites you to talk and keep her company. Once you grow delicious fruits or little oak trees, you always have a reason to greet someone and say, "Look, it is a gift!"

We're not alone. We are not separate. We take care of each other. Every species, every individual. A single action of caretaking creates a cascade effect of thriving. A single unapologetic love for a creature creates a blossom of curiosity and fascination in everyone surrounding. It's so powerful.

As my chemical romance says "I am not afraid to keep on living"