Sunday, February 17, 2008

Amazing Animal Stories-The O & M friendship !

I found this suddenly on Wikipedia........the incredible story of Owen and Mzee and a bond of friendship forged between them that would put humans to shame......after all isn't this kind of interaction supposed to belong to the domain of humankind? Or have we been ignorant about the capabilities of our animal counterparts to love, cherish and feel?
Heres the story that has inspired me to make a kind of documentary about amazing animal stories world wide...soon...


Owen and Mzee
{From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia}


Owen and Mzee are a hippopotamus and a tortoise, respectively, that appear to have formed a unique bond of friendship.
A baby hippopotamus, Owen, was orphaned in the Indian Ocean off the coast of Kenya near Malindi during the 2004 Indian Ocean earthquake on December 26, 2004. The baby hippo, weighing 600 pounds (270 kg), was rescued during a day long effort by nearly 1,000 villagers using shark nets. Owen's namesake is a villager named Owen Saubion, who finally tackled the hippo during the rescue.
Owen was taken to Haller Park, a restored limestone quarry near Mombasa owned by Lafarge Eco Systems' East African firm, Bamburi Cement. He was released into a large wooded penned-in area that included a pond and a co-inhabitant -- a 700-pound (320 kg), 130-year-old Aldabran tortoise named Mzee (Swahili for "wise old man").
Owen immediately bonded to Mzee, who initially resisted Owen's overtures. Over time, the old tortoise came to accept the young hippo, who began to mimic his adoptive "parent." Gradually, Mzee taught Owen, who was a nursing calf, what to eat and where to sleep.
In the first year, the two have become inseparable companions who eat, sleep, swim, and play together. They have surprised scientists with the strength of what appears to be a genuine bond, as well as a unique vocal communication that has developed between them.
Owen and Mzee have also become world-wide celebrities as a result of their astonishing behavior, captured on film and video primarily by BBC photographer Peter Greste. Two picture books, Owen and Mzee: The true story of a remarkable friendship and Owen & Mzee: Language Of Friendship, both published by Scholastic Press, and authored by Isabella Hatkoff, Craig Hatkoff, and Paula Kahumbu were released in February 2006 and January 2007.
The first book hit the New York Times Best Seller List at No. 5 in its first month. In March 2006 it became the New York Times No. 1 best-selling picture book for three consecutive weeks. In January of 2007, both books were on the list. The first book has been translated into at least 13 languages, including French, Chinese, Japanese, Spanish, Catalan, German, Korean, Hebrew, Swahili, and Braille.
Owen and Mzee are also the subject of children's musician Marla Lewis's song 'Will You Be My Mom?', released on her 2007 album 'I Love To Talk To Plants.'
As of March 2007, Mzee was removed from the enclosure. A female hippopotamus named Cleo had been added to provide companionship for Owen. Due to Cleo's rough behavior with the other tortoises, a decision was made to remove the tortoises. This has resulted in the breakup of the Owen and Mzee friendship. Owen seems to be adapting to his new friend Cleo.


---------------Amazed Twinky

Shocking ! :-)


I just came across this today while writing my article. At first instance this does look "shocking" but it may be a much better way of training animals than using the proverbial whip! BUt again, I'm an amateur, comments would be welcome!


-----Twinky.

Restrained Freedom – Life on a leash




For some time now, I have been questioning society’s attitude towards animals. It has been of immense interest to me, since I heard Gandhi’s quote “A society is judged by the way it treats it’s animals” After careful study of the human animal relationship, I have come to believe that there is much truth in the great soul’s words. It is more probable than not, that our ambitions, our feelings and emotions, our turmoils within and without, are all mirrored in our behaviour towards our “nonspeaking” counterparts. And as all other aspects of human behaviour go, I have tried to paint a picture of the human animal bonds and breaks, in the various shades of grey that tint it in real life.
Creatures, of all shapes and sizes have been sharing our world and our lives with us, since time immemorial.The earliest known fossil of a modern day cockroach appeared in the Cretaceous era (145 million years ago). Compared to this, the appearance of anatomically modern humans in the Pliocene epoch, some 3.6 million years ago, seems to fade into the historical limelight rightly accorded to the roaches. Also they are one of the hardiest species prevalent on planet Earth. Which of us great humans are capable of remaining active for a month without food (barring Yogis), or being able to survive on limited resources like glue from the back of a postage stamp? They are also known to have a much higher radiation resistance than the “higher vertebrates”, and a popular saying goes, that in an event of a nuclear disaster, “cockroaches will inherit the earth” on account of their relative unaffectedness to radiation.
All members of class insecta, comprising a million described species and nearly 30 million undescribed species, account for 90% of life on this planet. In light of this fact, insects should command more respect from the human world than is presently warranted to them - if not for anything else, then at least for their ability to make their presence known as a species. We certainly did that to ourselves.
However, few people actually interest themselves in the study of insects. And many of the entomologists that do, are spurred by their curiosity of the creatures’ habits and biology, and very often in order to find out how WE can benefit from something that nature has bestowed them with. Very rarely do we come across people like Joanne Elizabeth Lauck, author of “Voice of the infinite in the small” who take an open minded approach towards insects and treat them with love, not spite, in their hearts. Ultimately it all boils down to what man percieves as externally attractive. The principle that applies to a man’s perception of a woman or vice versa, also applies to human perception of an insect. In poetry and fairy tales of all kinds, references to beautiful butterflies and even sparkling beetles sometimes, are fairly abundant. How often does one come across favourable stories about cockroaches, or bugs with large eyes and waving antennae? These genres of insects are more “aptly” promoted as villanous aliens or mutated beings conspiring to take over the world as unassuming humans go on with their lives without a clue as to what lies in store for them. Similar protrayals have featured reptiles and worms of all sorts.
We teach our children about the inner beauty of god’s creations, but we do everything in our power to convince them otherwise. We unload our illogical fears on their fresh,impressionable minds, and encourage such attitudes by allowing exposure to different kinds of media that do more harm than good in our very human centric society. What drives us to do this? Prominent differences among our two species which gives rise to vehement fear? Inclination towards conventional standards of beauty and complete disregard for other handsome characteristics that define indivuals?Or is it false vanity produced by our apparent evolution to the top of the food chain?
For a moment let’s cast aside the insect aspect of this debate, on grounds of too much difference between the species and a consequent inability to tolerate their existence. Sadly even when we turn our attention to animals belonging to species much closer to humans, and with the ability to intensely experience a range of human emotions, we witness similar intolerances there. Not only intolerance but a flagrant need to assert the human superiority by blatant abuse and torture of trusting and sometimes harmless creatures. Some animals like snakes have been rumored so strongly to be harmful and have been encouraged to be murdered without a secod thought, it reminds one of dangerous wanted criminals who have been ordered to be shot at sight. Incidentally, most cases of snake bites on humans, have happened because the snake was incited to do so by a stone, poke or some other show of gallantry. Like all misconceptions, it is difficult to kill those such as this, and in the long run the hapless animal suffers a violent and sometimes painful death.
Cruelty to animals is visible in all strata of society, be it high end or more low profile. Parrots being caged by fortune tellers, is cruelty. Monkeys and bears being captured from their natural habitats and made to perform for public entertainment is cruelty. Dogs and cocks being gladiatorized against each other, to satisfy our innate violent instincts, is cruelty. Buying dogs in large numbers to herald in the Chinese year of the Dog, and then abandoning them only to be euthanized by local SPCA’s, is cruelty. Shunting electrodes in a monkeys head for experimental observations, is cruelty. Throwing acid on a stray puppy “just for kicks” is cruelty. Caging majestic creatures of the wild like lions and tigers for circus performacnes, is cruelty. Chaining a wild elephant to the ground and beating him constantly till he “breaks”, is cruelty. Rounding up dolphins in a lagoon, so that they can be shot and hunted, is abhorrent cruelty.
Traumatizing an animal by slaughtering another in it's presence, and then subjectig it to an excruciating death, is not only cruelty but a heinous crime, in the name of humanity.
These are but instances which make up the tip of the iceberg. There is so much more viscious cruelty recorded in the annals of history and also taking place at this very moment. And these have nothing to do with the insect world, but with mammals and other animals with spines. Then why does this happen? Is it because man is himself so spineless that he does not have the courage to admit that he isnt the only “wonderful” creation that God made in seven days? That he doesnt have sole power over everything that isn’t him?
After coming to Singapore and rescuing a dog from certian euthanisia in the local SPCA, I have had the opportunity to observe the life of an animal in a rich, perfectly civilised and almost mechanised law abiding country. And I did not like what I observed. My husband and I always pictured oursleves with a dog walking freely next to us, sniffing what he wants, when he wants, however he wants to. Sadly whenever we walk our very independant dog (who grew up free on the streets of Singapore), we have to abide by the law of the country that says “dogs must be leashed in public places” My Singaporean dog, has had just one or two free runs on the beach. That too with us standing by-apprehensive and ready to pounce on the leash in case of need. He has never been able to “walk”.We do our best to make him feel loved at home and take him out for long strolls on the beach and large enclosed places. We spend time togethr at night sitting on the grass under the stars, while he carries on his serene observations of people and animals walking by and sometimes a funny bug that climbs onto his leg. But the leash is always there.
No matter what we do he will always be a wild spirit inside. He was meant to be like that and I’m proud that he is the way he is. If only society was a little liberal and openminded, maybe he wouldnt have to be leashed up always.
I have often thought about the reason why animals have to be restrained and not allowed to be themselves in this society. Is it because we are too scared to be close to them in case they attack? Is it because we have become so selfish that we dont feel the need to accord them their share of God’s good earth? Or is it becasue, in chasing after wealth and success in the society we created, we have so far removed ourselves from nature and the multitudinous animals that make this world what it is, that we fail to feel any kinship with them at all? I believe it is all three. The former two reasons, stem from the root cause which is the latter. And if that is the case, then we have set oursleves on a path to destruction as a race.
We must learn to be proud of the fact that we were made to live in harmony with all of God’s creations and not as a separate entity. By cutting ourselves off from our counterparts, and trampling them underfoot in a series of destructive actions, we are only debilitating ourselves as a species. A pianist will still exist in body, if his fingers are cut off, but his piano won’t make music anymore. He will have to earn a livelihood doing something that is not his passion. Being uninterested in what he does, the fires inside will ultimately die out and he will in due course pass into obscurity as a person.
It is certain then, that if we have to make music as a whole, we have to learn to harmonize our melodies with those of our fellow creatures.
There are many many breaks in the human-animal relationship. But there are a few glimmers of sunshine too. There are a few of our race, who act both with heart and head. They love and think without restraint, As a result are able to bestow the much deserved affection on animals of all kinds, and receive bountifuls from them in return. They rescue and aid animals in need, heal their wounds, when they have been hurt physically and scarred emotionally, and they work selflessly to conserve the fast vanishing habitats of a myriad wild animals. They educate our young about the importance of animals and why we should love them for their own sake, not for ours, why they should be respected and how they should be protected from the evil that society loves to shower so very often.Such people are heroes in our troubled times, and giveprovide me much hope for our future. For where animals are not treated as equals, there is hardly a future at all.
The love of an animal holds immense power. It has to power to soothe in the toughest of times, and is given selflessly, without the expectation of receiving in return. It is folly to shun a storehouse of love and energy like this.
Let us not make this folly.Let us not be restrained in our thoughts and actions. Let us break free of those bonds and cleave any that we may have placed on our animal friends. Let us establish them in their rightful positions as God’s creatures,much as we are. Let us throw caution to the wind, and love our animals with all the love that is waiting to be set free from our hearts. Let us take off that leash and cast it into the wilderness. We have no use for it, for you see, in the words of Cecil F. Alexander and the good Dr. Herriot,
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small
All things wise and wonderful
The Lord God Made us All

----------------For animals, Shreyasi M.