For nearly two weeks, a young bear wandered the wilderness with a plastic jar stuck over her head — starving, thirsty, and fighting to survive.
The 2-year-old, weighing about 70 pounds, had been spotted several times by locals, the jar sealing off her mouth so tightly she couldn’t eat and could barely drink. Wildlife officials set traps and tracked reports, but she always moved before they arrived — covering miles each night in silent desperation.
Then, after nearly 12 days, hope arrived. A family staying at their cabin saw her emerge from the woods — weak, thin, and clearly near her limit. They called for help and carefully followed her from a distance until wildlife rescuers arrived.
Moments later, a dart fired, and the bear finally rested. Rescuers rushed in, cutting away the jar that had nearly ended her life. Miraculously, her head and neck were uninjured — only signs of weight loss and dehydration remained.
Freed at last, she was released deep in the woods, where she awoke and immediately began eating berries.
After twelve long days trapped and starving, she was finally free — a powerful reminder of how even a small act of care can change the fate of a life.
(Amanda)
If you look closely you can see that one of my eyebrows have disappeared.
I don't kow what happened, one day it was there and the next day it had gone.
Betty says I'm over-thinking things again.
How would she feel if one of her eyebrows dropped off?
(Amanda)
On Saturday some of the humans had a thing called a 'Coffee Morning'.
About 20 of them sat in the veranda and talked to each other.
They seemed to enjoy it and they will have another on next month.
I went too, just to see what it was like.
It was alright, and some of the humans made a fuss of me but it wasn't really my sort of thing.
But I'm glad the humans liked it.
Being friendly is a good thing, isn't it?
(Amanda)
I love sitting in Auntie Rachel's car! It's so clean and tidy - not like Colin's car which looks more like a shed than a car. I don't suppose it matters, the main thing is that it gets him here to the allotments and I don't miss my meals. Betty says he's got his priorities right. Another weird word I've never heard before.
Arturo, the polar bear known as the world’s saddest animal, died at nearly 31 years old in an Argentinian zoo.
After losing his partner Pelusa in 2012, he spent his final years alone in sweltering 40C heat, despite a global campaign and over half a million signatures calling for him to be moved to a cooler, more natural home in Canada.
His passing is a painful reminder of the suffering animals endure in unsuitable captivity 💔🐾
One year ago today I found Gregory in the back of a cage at a shelter. He was the oldest cat and had been there the longest... and his sad eyes broke my heart.
Today he's a sassy, talkative friend who sits with me while I take photos of space. Happy adoption day Greggers!