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Lemur King

lemur king

This fellow has some very kingly appendages, which I didn’t actually notice until I was looking at the photo. And such a strategic color pattern!

French Sculptor Pierre Matter

Pierre Matter‘s sculpture is something you have to see. It is absolutely spectacular: part animal, part machine, total coolness.

sculpture of rhino head that is part machine

Rhino Head by Pierre Matter

Nikola Tesla (inventor, mechanical engineer, and electrical engineer) was a columbiphiliac…a pigeon lover

 Actually, so am I, but I think Tesla just might have taken it a little too far. If you have ever wondered exactly where you stand between normal and crazy, I think the following could tilt your perception of yourself toward normal.

I read this in Strange Brains and Genius: The Secret Lives Of Eccentric Scientists And Madmen by Clifford A. Pickover, which I found highly entertaining. The original quote is an excerpt from Prodigal Genius: The Life of Nikola Tesla by John J. O’Neill, who actually knew Tesla:

Tesla told me the story; but if I did not have a witness who assured me that he heard exactly what I heard, I would have convinced myself that I had had nothing more tangible than a dream experience. It was the love story of Tesla’s life. In the story of his strange romance, I saw instantly the reason for those unremitting daily journeys to feed the pigeons, and those midnight pilgrimages when he wished to be alone. I recalled those occasions when I had happened to meet him on deserted Fifth Avenue and, when I spoke to him, he replied, “You will now leave me.”

He told his story simply, briefly and without embellishments, but there was still a surging of emotion in his voice.

“I have been feeding pigeons, thousands of them, for years; thousands of them, for who can tell–

“But there was one pigeon, a beautiful bird, pure white with light gray tips on its wings; that one was different. It was a female. I would know that pigeon anywhere.

“No matter where I was that pigeon would find me; when I wanted her I had only to wish and call her and she would come flying to me. She understood me and I understood her.

“I loved that pigeon. “Yes,” he replied to an unasked question.

Yes, I loved that pigeon, I loved her as a man loves a woman, and she loved me. When she was ill I knew, and understood; she came to my room and I stayed beside her for days. I nursed her back to health. That pigeon was the joy of my life. If she needed me, nothing else mattered. As long as I had her, there was a purpose in my life.

“Then one night as I was lying in my bed in the dark, solving problems, as usual, she flew in through the open window and stood on my desk. I knew she wanted me; she wanted to tell me something important so I got up and went to her.

“As I looked at her I knew she wanted to tell me–she was dying. And then, as I got her message, there came a light from her eyes–powerful beams of light.

“Yes,” he continued, again answering an unasked question, “it was a real light, a powerful, dazzling, blinding light, a light more intense than I had ever produced by the most powerful lamps in my laboratory.

“When that pigeon died, something went out of my life. Up to that time I knew with a certainty that I would complete my work, no matter how ambitious my program, but when that something went out of my life I knew my life’s work was finished.

“Yes, I have fed pigeons for years; I continue to feed them, thousands of them, for after all, who can tell–”   

There was nothing more to say. We parted in silence. The talk took place in a corner of the mezzanine in the Hotel New Yorker. I was accompanied by William L. Laurence, science writer of the New York Times. We walked several blocks on Seventh Avenue before we spoke.

Tesla had a plethora of other philias (loves) and phobias (hates), including a fear of spherical shapes. He could not bear to see pearl earrings and later in his life could not even use the word “sphere.”

A Sparrow’s Tragedy

 

Female Sparrow hit by car

A female mate was hit by a car as she swooped low across the road, and the condition was soon fatal.

Her male mate brought her food and attended her with love and compassion.

He brought her food again, but was shocked to find her dead.

He tried to move her - a rarely seen effort.

Aware his mate was dead, he cried...and stood beside her.

 

Millions  of people were touched after seeing these photos in  America , Europe, Australia , and even India .   
The  photographer sold these pictures for a nominal fee to  the most famous newspaper in France .    
All  copies of that edition were sold out on the day these  pictures were published.
Many humans believe animails that share this planet don’t experience feelings.

Sent to me by Steph Loving…thanks Steph.

Illegal immoral and oh so salacious! The STORM

I don’t know where this came from originally, but I received it from narrator and author, Mary O’Toole.

They were together in the House. 

Just the two of them.

It was a cold, dark, stormy night. The storm had come quickly

and 

each time the thunder boomed he watched her jump.

She looked across the room and admired his strong appearance…and

wished that he would take her in his arms, comfort her and protect her

from the storm.

Suddenly, with a pop, the power went out…. She screamed…

He raced to the sofa where she was cowering.

He didn’t hesitate to pull her into his arms.

He knew this was a forbidden union and

expected her to pull back.

He was surprised when she didn’t resist but instead clung to him.

The storm raged on…

They knew it was wrong…

Their families would never understand… So consumed were

they in their FEAR that they heard no opening

of doors…just the faint click of a camera……

bulldog and cat hugging

They knew it was wrong

The night the leopard lay down with the baboon baby

This is pretty interesting…I love seeing this type of inter-species relationship.

Lion and oryx

There is another wonderful combo on YouTube…lots of different videos…of a giant tortoise and a baby hippo. This might be the oddest couple of all. Here is the link to their written story…look them up on YouTube, too.  Owen and Mazee

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