Pamela Wallace @PSWallaceDirect

Friends! Mum went to an art class and they said she could make anything out of a lump of clay, so she made this little pot that looks like me! I feel quite flattered! What do you think? (Mum says she’s a novice at this sort of thing so don’t judge too harshly! 😹)

@Malcolm_theCat @Bunty35804607 Oh it’s precious! It captures your likeness perfectly! You are so fortunate to have such a talented Mum!

In April 2023, a California condor died of avian flu, leaving her sick mate alone on a cliff to incubate their final egg. Condor 316’s last act before dying was laying her egg. Her mate, Condor 680, was also sick, but he refused to abandon it. For three long weeks, he incubated the egg entirely alone, starving himself in the process. Condor eggs take 57 days to hatch. A single parent cannot survive that long without food or water. Both the father and the unborn chick were doomed to die in that cave. Biologists from The Peregrine Fund waited for 680 to briefly stretch his wings, then scrambled into the cave. They packed the egg into a cooler with hand warmers and drove 300 miles to a wildlife clinic. (This rescue actually saved 680's life—without the egg to protect, he finally left the cave to find food and successfully recovered.) At the clinic, against all odds, the egg was viable. Vets performed an assisted hatch, and the chick tested negative for the flu. Crucially, she was female a massive win for the endangered species' survival. They named her Milagra (Spanish for miracle). It was a rare exception for a program that usually only assigns numbers to wild birds. Milagra was flown to Idaho to be raised by her own kind, so she wouldn't imprint on humans. Her foster father was "Cuyama" a 40 year old condor who was one of the original 22 California condors left on Earth when the species nearly went completely extinct in 1983. In September 2024, Milagra was finally released back into the wild. She stepped out onto a red cliff ledge and began eating from a provided carcass. Moments later, a massive, older male condor landed right beside her. They ate side by side, eventually turning to face each other on the rocky ledge. That older bird? Condor 680. Her biological father. Biologists say it’s unlikely the two birds recognized their family connection. But for everyone watching, it was the most beautiful ending imaginable.

🚨‼️ Entre los escombros de un terremoto, el pequeño Mateo yacía atrapado en la oscuridad. A su lado, Max, su fiel golden retriever, no se movió ni un centímetro. Con su cuerpo cálido lo envolvió, protegiéndolo del frío y del miedo, mientras el mundo parecía haber terminado. Horas después, una luz de linterna atravesó las grietas. Los rescatistas encontraron una escena que nadie olvidaría: un niño dormido plácidamente, abrazado por un perro que lo miraba con ojos cansados pero llenos de determinación. Max había cumplido su misión. No se rindió. Y en ese momento, entre el polvo Y las lágrimas, quedó claro que el verdadero héroe tenía pelaje dorado y un corazón que nunca se apaga.

This is Oreo. He will eventually eat the blueberry. But first he must establish dominance over it. 12/10

In April 1967, a 20-year-old farm boy from South Dakota did something that would change the Vietnam War—he fell off his ship. Seaman Douglas Hegdahl was standing on the deck of the USS Canberra when the recoil from a five-inch gun knocked him overboard into the Gulf of Tonkin. He treaded water for five hours, then swam for seven more. When fishermen finally pulled him from the sea, they handed him to North Vietnamese forces. The interrogators didn't believe his story. They thought he was a spy, a commando, someone important. They beat him and threw him into the Hanoi Hilton—the most notorious prison of the war. But Hegdahl made a choice that would save hundreds of lives. He became "The Incredibly Stupid One." He played up his country accent. He stared wide-eyed at things he'd never seen before. When they ordered him to write a confession, he claimed he couldn't read or write. The guards, used to illiterate peasants in their own country, believed him completely. They even assigned someone to teach him—who eventually gave up, convinced Hegdahl was hopeless. What they didn't know was that Hegdahl had a photographic memory and the discipline of a soldier. Because they thought he was harmless, the guards let him sweep the prison yards. He walked between cellblocks. He memorized the layout of the camp and the route into Hanoi. He even sabotaged enemy trucks by adding dirt to their fuel tanks. But his real mission was gathering intelligence. With the help of fellow prisoner Joe Crecca, Hegdahl set out to memorize something impossible: the names, ranks, Social Security numbers, and personal details of over 250 fellow American prisoners. How do you remember 250 names under torture, starvation, and the constant threat of death? He used "Old MacDonald Had a Farm." Every day, Hegdahl repeated the names to the tune of the children's song. Over and over. Names became melodies. Data became memory. While the guards laughed at the "stupid" American humming in the prison yard, he was conducting one of the most important intelligence operations of the war. When North Vietnam offered early release as a propaganda tool, Hegdahl initially refused—prisoners had sworn an oath to leave together or not at all. But his commanding officer, Captain Dick Stratton, ordered him to go. "You're carrying the names," Stratton told him. "Their families need to know they're alive." On August 5, 1969, Hegdahl walked out of the Hanoi Hilton. When he returned to the United States, he recited every single name. Every rank. Every identifying detail. His memory transformed 250+ missing men into confirmed prisoners of war. At the Paris Peace Talks in 1970, he confronted North Vietnamese negotiators with firsthand accounts of torture—and the pressure he brought helped secure the eventual release of all American POWs. That farm boy who "fell off a ship" had just freed an entire army. Decades later, in 1998, Hegdahl stood before an audience of veterans and families at the Richard Nixon Library. Thirty years after his release, he stood and sang—to the tune of "Old MacDonald Had a Farm"—the names of 256 men he'd memorized in captivity. Not one name forgotten. Sometimes the most dangerous people are the ones your enemy thinks are harmless. Sometimes genius wears the mask of stupidity. And sometimes, a child's lullaby becomes the most powerful weapon of all.

Excuse me! It’s Percy here. Our lovely X friend @AlysonMeadowcr1 sent us some amazing Caterpillars for our birthday! We are so lucky and wanted to say a HUGE thank you to Alyson. I really love my Caterpillar. It’s very cuddly! 🐛 💚

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Friends! We are overwhelmed and so grateful for all the lovely Happy Birthday Messages we have received for the Triplets. THANK YOU! You are all so special to us. Here’s the Triplets’ other main present - a Summer Bed. Will they trust it? Will they share it? Watch and find out! 🤎🧡🤎

Meet K9 Valor — an American hero forged in steel. He saved 47 soldiers. Survived a suicide bomber. Stopped three more attacks without hesitation. In his final act, he shielded his handler from an explosion, taking the full blast. Half his face was shattered. He lost an eye and an ear. But never his spirit. After surgery in Germany, he stood at the Pentagon to an 8-minute standing ovation. This is courage. Thank you, Valor. We will never forget. 🇺🇸 @KennethFCrowe™

The shelter manager stopped us right before we walked into the kennel area and said quietly, “If you take the male out for a walk, don’t shut the door on the female. She’ll panic and could hurt herself trying to reach him.” We had arrived planning to adopt just one dog. Our farmhouse has a large yard, but we also have a budget to think about. Then we saw them — two massive, long-haired German Shepherds pressed tightly together in a small kennel. Their names at the shelter were Rex and Luna. A volunteer gently shared their story. They had already been returned twice, not because they were aggressive — in fact, they were incredibly gentle and affectionate. The real issue was how strongly they were attached to each other. If one of them left the room, the other would cry and panic as if something terrible had happened. The shelter was running out of space and had started discussing the possibility of separating them permanently to make adoption easier… even though everyone knew it would devastate them. I stood there watching Rex carefully place his large chin across Luna’s back. Both dogs were shaking slightly, aware that people were studying them and deciding they were simply “too much.” My husband looked at me, then back at the two nervous dogs clinging to each other. He didn’t ask about the cost. He didn’t hesitate. He just walked over to the wall and picked up two leashes. “We’re not the kind of people who split up a family,” he said. So now our house is a little more chaotic. Our vet bills doubled, our bed barely belongs to us anymore, and 140 pounds of fluffy German Shepherds somehow manage to take up every inch of space. But honestly? Bringing both of them home turned out to be the best decision we never planned to make. If you want to see what Rex and Luna look like today — safe, inseparable, and finally living the life they always deserved

@Malcolm_theCat @MantelRegina Happy birthday beloved Triplets!

Friends! It’s Birthday Eve for the Triplets and definitely the Calm-Before-the-Storm! They are going to be so excited tomorrow so I’m catching up on naps now, whilst I can. Breathing in the delicate scent of rose petals that have fallen onto the grass. Bliss 🌹

Friends! It’s The Triplets’ 2nd birthday! They have brought us so much joy since we rescued them 2 years ago when they were just 5 weeks old. They are currently opening their presents and we will share a video later this morning, so do come back to see it! #HappybirthdayPercyCleoAndRon! 🎈 🎈 🎈

Otter at a local zoo is going viral after showing zookeepers her favorite marble collection. At a local zoo, staff noticed one otter had a habit that was different from the rest. Otters are known for using rocks to crack open shellfish, and some even keep their favorite stones because they work better than others. But this otter wasn’t saving rocks. She was saving marbles. Zookeepers first noticed her hiding one shiny marble in the corner of her enclosure. Then another appeared. Then another. Soon, staff realized she wasn’t just collecting them by accident. She was carefully keeping each one like it meant something. The zookeepers thought it was so sweet that one by one, staff members started bringing her a different marble as a gift. Every time she received one, she would take it gently, inspect it, and add it to her little collection. Now, whenever certain keepers visit, she gathers the marbles together as if she’s showing them off. Visitors say it looks like she knows exactly which marble came from which person.

@Johnmcc06501251 I fink I'm in Ireland, wif Scooby-Doo and sausage rolls?!🤔 My wish came true! Come find me, my dear boyfren Buddy, before I disappear again!🪄 Love, girlfren Emma!💚🐶☘️😋💕🎉😘

@Malcolm_theCat It looks 3-0 Ron to me. Keep trying Percy!!

Friends! Fancy some more Tent Action? ⛺️ Percy and Ron still haven’t figured out how to use the Tent properly. Instead they have invented a new Tent Sandwich Game. Rules: Trap your brother in a Tent Sandwich and try to stop him getting out. Ron prefers to be the Sandwich Filling and Percy prefers to be the Trapper! ⛺️

Friends! Do you know, it’s only two days until the Triplets turn TWO YEARS OLD! Can you believe it? They are absolute pickles but we love them dearly 🤎🧡🤎