Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF – Fri-Yay/Good News

Kassy and her two litters – released from the Zoo.

Today’s good news story comes from the Good News Network. Here it is in its entirety.

This Golden Retriever is Nursing 3 African-painted Painted Dog Pups at Indiana Zoo After their Mother Abandoned Them

At the Potawatomi Zoo in Indiana, a mama golden retriever has her paws as full as can be these days looking after a huge litter of pups—but half aren’t hers.

The Zoo had the unhappy issue of an African-painted dog who was a first-time mom and wasn’t displaying the level of care required to raise her litter of 8 pups. The Zoo’s canine team knew they had to act fast.

The group wanted to use a surrogate mother because the African-painted dog relies on the social group into which it was born. The Indiana Council for Animal Welfare connected the Zoo with a golden retriever named Kassy, who just gave birth to a litter of her own.

But even with Kassy’s love and attention, the litter of 8 experienced some cases of failure to thrive owing to a lack of presence from members of their species. However, three individuals were resilient and survived. Due to the delicate nature of baby animals, their names were simply Blue, Red, and Orange—identity codes to various shades on their coats to prevent their caretakers from becoming too attached.

The three will form a new social group in an enclosure next to the one into which they should have been welcomed. Abandoned more or less by their mom, the canine team at the Zoo is wary that reintegrating them as pups will cause conflict for the same reason they were abandoned. They will live separately and perhaps reunite in adulthood.

African painted dogs might be one of the more resilient African animals due to their limited value to poachers and large litter sizes, but because they need tens of thousands of acres to roam and hunt, fragmentation of habitat has caused them to become endangered.

The painted dogs, now 11 weeks old – released by the Zoo

“It has been an emotionally exhausting and challenging journey for the team, but it is the Zoo’s mission to work toward the preservation of wild species,” the Zoo said in a press release concerning the pups

“Sometimes the journey is smooth, and sometimes it takes extraordinary measures. These three healthy, active pups are just the start of this story, and the Zoo hopes to share more positive updates of their milestones in the future.”

Red, Orange, and Blue are thriving under Kassy’s care and are now 11 weeks old. They will hopefully live on to produce pups of their own that may return someday to Africa, but in the meanwhile, their early struggles present critical lessons to zoo visitors on the delicate nature of wild social structures and how important it is that animals are given their own space.

The good news here is the zoo folks took decisive action to save the pups. Today’s JohnKu talks about saving lives. I hope you have a wonderful weekend.

Precious by John W. Howell © 2023

There is no value,

That can be placed on a life . . .

All remain precious.

Thursday – A Little Personal- Twiggy Off Leash.

“Wait, don’t we need my leash and harness?”

“Nope, today is the day you are allowed in the yard with no leash.”

“Wow, this is different. Going down the stairs with no support.”

“I thought you would like it.”

“I do, but it feels different. There is no one leading.”

“That’s true. You are on your own.”

“Well then, see ya.”

“You go girl.”

“Hey. What’s this?”

“It is a fence. It’s there, so you won’t run onto the rocks.”

“Gee, is the turf all I get to explore?”

“No, you can go into the rock area.”

“How do I do that with a fence blocking the way.”

“You ask the friendly gatekeeper to open a gate for you.”

“Now that’s handy. I hope you will always be here to open it.”

“Don’t worry. There is always one of us to wait on you hand and foot.”

“I like hearing that. There are some neat scents out here on the patio.”

“Well, enjoy them.”

“Of course, with the damp and all, it may be time to go in.”

“It is up to you. I’ll stay as long as you want.”

Well, Dad. Part of being free is being able to decide when to go.”

“I’ll give you that.”

“Not exactly my optimum conditions. No sun and drizzle.”

“You’re the boss.”

“Let’s head for the barn.”

“You sound like a barn sour pony.”

“Well, all I know is there are snuggles inside.”

“Did you enjoy your freedom?”

“I can’t tell you how good it felt to feel the wind in my hair.

“That is music to my ears.”

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Prompt – Kreative Kue #413 by Keith Channing.

In Keith’s words.

“Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put your offering (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before Sunday evening UK time. If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here. Thank you for taking part.”

You can visit Keith’s post. Here’s the link. https://keithchanning.wordpress.com/2024/01/01/kreative-kue-413/

The photo.

Chores by John W. Howell © 2023

“Uncle Trevor. What are you doing up there?”

“Just doing my chores, son.”

“Chores?”

“Yup. Mom told Me I should be more useful around the house.”

“I hate to mention this, but we’re dogs.”

“Oh, I know fully well what we are. That doesn’t stop Mom from wanting a little help.”

“What about the upright white-haired one?”

“Dad? Come on, he’s busy with his writing and art.”

“So it is up to you to help out?”

“That’s right. I wouldn’t plan on overstaying your welcome either ’cause you might be in the same pickle.”

“Yeah, I’m leaving tomorrow. Let me ask you a question.”

“Shoot.”

“How are you going to put away the dishes? You have no thumbs.”

“Put away the dishes?”

“That’s what you are doing, right?”

“Oh, heck no.”

“What then.”

“I just chased a gopher into the open dishwasher, and I’m trying to get it out.”

“A gopher? How did one of those get in the house?”

“Through a hole in the screen.”

“And you saw it come in?”

“Not exactly. I had it in my mouth and came through the door. I wanted to show Mom how handy I was.”

“You said there was a hole.”

“Not before I came through.”

“She’s going to love this.”

“Sush. I see him.”

 

 

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “PH”

A picture of a string with drops of water- the logo for SoCS

 

The coffee machine is slow to wake up today. A check of the vitals shows no problem, but the command buttons, once pushed, seem to have no effect on performance. Thinking back to the day when working a farm, the most reliable way to motivate a recalcitrant piece of machinery was a sharp physical rap with a heavy wrench.

In the kitchen, the meat mallet is the moral equivalent of a heavy wrench. One quick blow with the wooden mallet morphed the sleeping genius into a veritable fountain of hot, aromatic, nerve-quieting elixir. The triumph was mine.

After a few sips, the clock caught my attention. Turning it to August 12, 1877, setting the location for Menlo Park, New Jersey, and the time of two hours, we are off.

We arrive at the Menlo Park Laboratory of Thomas A. Edison. He has just put the finishing touches on his tin foil cylindrical phonograph. He waves us in and explains that he has figured out how to take a stylus and replicate the human voice on a rotating cylinder covered in tin foil.

He believes that this kind of machine will revolutionize the way offices will dictate letters. He envisions the worker putting the thoughts on the cylinder and then someone transcribing the words into letter form. Although my mouth was sealed, Edison will face a formidable challenge from the stenographers who will no doubt be put out of work with this scheme. Perhaps he is a little early with that phase of the office revolution and will stick to music instead. Speaking of music, the alarm sends us all to the couch, and luckily for her, no one landed on Twiggy.

My phone signals the arrival of a test. Yes, it is from Linda Hill and says, Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: starts with or contains “ph.” Find a word with the letters “ph” in it and use it as your prompt. Have fun!

To see how other bloggers handle this prompt, visit Linda’s post. Here is the link. https://lindaghill.com/2023/12/29/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-dec-30-2023/

PH by John W. Howell © 2023

“Phenomenal.”

“What?”

“Your PH words.”

“Didn’t notice.”

“Oh sure. You just happened to select phonograph and 1877 by random.”

“Oh that. I read about Edison and wanted to go there.”

“I see. Means nothing that the prompt is words with ph in them.”

“Well maybe a little.”

“You are so busted.”

“I suppose. How about hitting the pub for a couple of Voo Doo Rangers?”

“You change the subject so nicely. About that couple of Voo Doo Rangers.”

“What?”

“If I can’t have all I want then no use going.”

“A figure of speech. A commom phrase.”

“Okay then. Theres our ride.”

“I’m afraid to look.”

“It is right up your alley. Look by the curb.”

Photo – Beverly Hills Car Club

“What is that?”

“A 1929 Ford Pheaton. Get it?”

“You are too good to me. Let’s go.”

 

Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF – Fri-Yay/Good News

White’s seahorse released in Australia – Supplied to ABC News by Dr. David Harasti.

Today’s Good News comes from the Good News Network. Here is the story in its entirety.

100 Tiny Endangered Seahorses Released into Sydney Harbor with High Hopes

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Australia continues to rehabilitate its populations of White’s seahorse, an “Australian icon” and the only such creature on the nation’s endangered list.

In May, GNN reported that hundreds of White’s seahorses were released into the waters north of Newcastle into specially-made “hotels” as part of the largest release of captive-bred seahorses in history.

Now, as part of another reintroduction, a tide pool north of Sydney Harbor in a place called Clontarf will become the latest release site for these tiny sea creatures.

The seahorses were bred at Sea Life Aquarium in Sydney, and the Aquarium’s curator, Laura Simmons, says the release is just one of several already done and several more planned for 2024.

Also known as the New Holland seahorse, these small animals display a number of very interesting characteristics, including ovoviviparous reproduction, whereby the female creates the eggs and uses an ovipositor to place them in the male’s brood pouch, where they are fertilized and carried until birth.

They also display strong fidelity and seasonal monogamous mating. Their population numbers have been in decline for years.

“We really want to reverse that trend and get them re-established,” Simmons told ABC News AU. “They’re our seahorses, this is an Australian icon.”

Simmons said this release at Clontarf is the sixth release this year, following up on previous successes at Chowder Bay in Sydney Harbour, Botany Bay, and Little Manly Beach, totaling over 400 individual seahorses.

Swimmers at Clontarf may be able to see the seahorses clinging to the habitat net in the tidal pool but are encouraged not to disturb the animals.

The good news is these fragile animals are being given a chance for a comeback. Today’s JohnKu talks about comebacks. I hope you have a wonderful weekend.

Chance by John W. Howell © 2023

A fragile small horse,

Is being given a chance . . .

To make a comeback.

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy Gets More Freedom

“Hey, Dad. Where did the fence go?”

“Well, the doctor said you can move around the house.

“so that means I can walk anywhere I want?'”

“That’s right. You have free rein.”

“Rein? What does that mean?”

“It’s a term in horse riding. It means you are free to go where you want to go.”

“How about these ugly runners. Can we pick them up now?”

“No, they have to stay for another week.”

“The leash. Do I still have to have a leash in our yard?”

“Yes, that’s another item we must use for a week.”

“How about the height of the couches? Are they going back to normal?”

“We want to wait a while on that. You are doing so well we don’t want you jumping off the couch.”

“We had stairs. Maybe we could put those back.”

“Oh yeah and you would promise to use them each time, right?”

“Well, I would try to use them each time.”

“Let us be the judge as to when we raise the couches. We also want to put back the white carpet at the same time.”

“That is a smile maker. I love that carpet. So fuzzy.”

“It won’t be long. Till then, enjoy your freedom in your house.”

Finger Point Prompt – Bullet

I guess everyone knows how this works. I open a book to a random page, and then, with my eyes closed, I point. The word or words closest to my finger is the prompt.

Today, I opened The Last Drive to page 171, and the word “bullet” ended up nearest my finger. So that’s the prompt.

Bullet by John W. Howell © 2023

“What’s the name of your horse?”

“Bullet. How about yours?”

“Daisies.”

“Daisies?”

“Yeah, Daisies. Got something to say about that?”

“No, it just seems like an odd name for a horse.”

“Why’s that?”

“I mean he’s big and strong looking but to have a sissy name like that seems odd.”

“Sissy name?”

“Well, maybe I shouldn’t have said that, but it seems inappropriate.”

“Maybe if you knew how he got the name, it might change your mind.”

“So tell me.”

“He has had ten owners, and none could ride him. The last one was bucked off.”

“That had to hurt.”

“Pushing up daisies”

“Oh my.”

“Hense the name. Any more questions?”

“Nope. A fine-looking animal.”