Helma Watts

.Like animals especially,dogs,foxes and wild birds.
Never be late for anything.....Except for your funeral

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@JohnBarrowman So sorry for your loss John. Biggest virtual hugs to all of you. Xxx

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@Axaxia88 That’s so heartbreaking 💔 to see what she has gone through. So glad you rescued her and what she looks like now is just amazing. Hope karma gets them. Why do that to a gorgeous creature.

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@NiallHarbison I just love seeing this video. Thank goodness you didn’t listen to people telling you to end his life and listened to your gut feeling. I’ve watched this video so many times now. I just love how happy he is in the water. He’s looking more gorgeous and healthy everyday. Thank you.

[Dr MuVenda @Ndi_Muvenda_]

In Kruger National Park, South Africa, veteran ranger Sipho Nkosi suffered a heart attack while on solo patrol. His vehicle was found empty, and search teams began looking for him.

What the park’s remote trail cameras revealed broke the hearts of everyone who saw the footage.

An old bull elephant — known to rangers as “Mnumzane” (Zulu for “Sir”) — had found Sipho’s body. For three full days and nights, the elephant refused to leave. He stood guard, gently touching the ranger with his trunk, chasing away hyenas and jackals that came too close, and even covering parts of the body with branches and leaves.

On the third night, the elephant was still there — visibly grieving, swaying slowly beside his fallen friend. Only when the full recovery team arrived with vehicles did Mnumzane finally step back, watching solemnly as they carried Sipho away.

Park officials later confirmed that Sipho had rescued this same elephant as a calf years earlier after poachers killed his mother. The elephant had never forgotten.

One colleague who viewed the footage whispered:

“He didn’t come to say goodbye. He came to make sure no one disrespected his brother.”

Mnumzane still visits the exact spot regularly. Rangers now leave fresh water and fruit there in honor of both.

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@CarlBovisNature Yes I see.

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@happydoggothai I’ve been dreading this😔🥲💔. Thank you all for doing so much for this beautiful boy. Biggest hugs to you all and Atlas. Such a brave boy. Xxx

[Kevin W. @Brink_Thinker]

A beautiful person who is in the right place at the right time. 🙌

[Ricky Gervais @rickygervais]

My new series ALLEY CATS comes to Netflix on 7 August. I've never been so excited/worried about any show since The Office. There's nothing like it. And as with all my work, some people will hate it & some will fucking love it. But how can I make sure everyone watches it? Help!

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@danondon89 Nice capture Dan.❤️

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@Danawb26 @NiallHarbison @becky174383 You and me both bawling. 😭. Seeing Sena how she was just broke my heart 💔. Luckily she found two wonderful people who loved, cherish and changed her❤️. I’m so glad they have Sonny. He was definitely meant to be in their family. X

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@danondon89 Good morning Dan.

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@NiallHarbison That poor baby. Absolutely heartbreaking to see Rocky like this. ���😭. You’re in the best place. X

[Lemma the Optimist @DoctorLemma]

A woman transporting rescue cats to their new homes had no choice but to put some in cargo. When the plane landed in Athens, Greece, she watched nervously through the window as luggage came down the ramp. Then she saw a baggage handler pick up each cat carrier slowly, crouch down, look inside, and gently talk to the animals one by one. He didn’t know anyone was watching.

His name is Archie Ardales, 32, originally from the Philippines. When asked why he did it, he said the cats were probably scared because it was their first flight. He just wanted to comfort them.

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@danondon89 Stunningly beautiful Dan. Hope you are well.x

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@NiallHarbison What a sweetheart. Bless her.

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

I’ve just signed the petition to ban councils using bailiffs to collect debt. With council tax going up this month, we need to act now before millions of people have the bailiffs come knocking. Can you sign and share? https://t.co/6BwPq6yvJE via @38degrees

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@currys KITCHENFIT. @TinaCole567

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

@NiallHarbison Oh Niall I am so very happy for you, your wonderful team @happydoggothai and Sienna. It’s the best pick me up seeing this post. Where is the Gorgeous Sienna going to? How lucky are they to get to have Beautiful Sienna join their family ❤️❤️xx

[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

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[Paul Rees. ex Rucksack. @HannahIamthest1]

Nicked from another page.
Nice to know the MOD has a sense of humour…

Never Mess with Officialdom!

Lt. Colonel Robert Maclaren retired from the British Army in 2001 after a long career. He received a letter from the Personnel Department of the Ministry of Defence setting out details of his pension and the tax-free ‘lump sum’ award, based upon his years of service, that he would receive in addition to his pension.
The letter read:
"Dear Lt. Colonel Maclaren,
We write to confirm that you retired from the Royal Scots Dragoon Guards on 1st March 2001 at the rank of Lt Colonel, having been commissioned into the British Army at Edinburgh Castle as a 2nd Lieutenant on 1st February 1366.
Accordingly your lump sum payment, based on years served, has been calculated as £68,500. You will receive a cheque for this amount in due course.
Yours sincerely
Army Paymaster”
Lt Colonel Maclaren replied;
“Dear Paymaster,
Thank you for your recent letter confirming that I served as an officer in the Royal Scots Dragoon Guards between 1st February 1366 and 1st March 2001 – a total period of 635 years and 1 month.
I note however that you have calculated my lump sum to be £68,500, which seems to be considerably less than it should be bearing in mind my length of service since I received my commission from King Edward III. By my calculation, allowing for interest payments and currency fluctuations, my lump sum should actually be £6, 427, 586, 619. 47p. I look forward to receiving a cheque for this amount in due course.
Yours sincerely,
Robert Maclaren (Lt Col Retd)”
A month passed by and a stout manilla envelope from the Ministry of Defence arrived, it read:
“Dear Lt Colonel Maclaren,
We have reviewed the circumstances of your case as outlined in your recent letter to us dated 8th March inst. We do indeed confirm that you were commissioned into the Royal Scots Dragoon Guards by King Edward III at Edinburgh Castle on 1st February 1366, and that you served continuously for the following 635 years and 1 month. We have re-calculated your pension and have pleasure in confirming that the lump sum payment due to you is indeed £6, 427, 586, 619. 47p. However, we also note that according to our records you are the only surviving officer who had command responsibility during the following campaigns and battles;
The Wars of the Roses 1455 -1485
The Civil War 1642 -1651
The Napoleonic War 1803 – 1815
The Crimean War (1853 – 1856)
The Boer War (1899 -1902)
World War One (1914-1918).
We would therefore wish to know what happened to the following, which do not appear to have been returned to Quartermaster's Stores by you on completion of operations:
9765 Cannons
26,785 Swords
12,889 Pikes
127,345 Rifles (with bayonets)
28,987 horses (fully kitted)
Plus three complete marching bands with instruments and banners.
We have calculated the total cost of these items, allowing for interest payments and currency fluctuations, and they amount to £6,427,518.119.47p. We have therefore subtracted this sum from your lump sum, leaving a residual amount of £68,500, for which you will receive a cheque in due course.
Yours sincerely . . . .”

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[Helma Watts @HelmaWatts]

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[Doc  @DocAtCDI]

ICE officers stopped by our farm yesterday.

“We need to inspect your property for illegal aliens,” one of them said.

I replied, “Alright, but whatever you do, don’t go into that field over there.”

The officer in charge exploded.
“Mister, I have the authority of the federal government behind me!” he barked, reaching into his back pocket. He yanked out a badge and shoved it in my face. “See this fucking badge? This badge means I can go wherever I want on ANY land. No questions asked, no answers given. Am I clear? Do you understand?”

I nodded politely and said, “Be my guest.” Then I went back to my chores.

About ten minutes later, I heard screaming.
I looked up and saw six ICE agents running for their lives, being chased by my big, mean, old bull.
And with every step, that bull was closing in fast.
It looked like they were about to get gored for sure.

So I dropped my tools, ran over to the fence, and shouted at the top of my lungs:

“YOUR BADGE! SHOW HIM YOUR FUCKING BADGE!”