Neglected betta fish completely changes color once he gets adopted — and grows a tail! ❤️

Wolves are caring 🐺

Tiny, aggressive Chihuahua brings a prisoner to tears — and helps him change his whole life 💙 Keep up with Turbo, Prada and Vo on Instagram: thedo.do/artnoumenon. To learn more about Pawsitive Change Program, check them out on Instagram: thedo.do/pawsitivechang….

"I'm suspicious of people who don't like dogs, but I trust a dog that doesn't like a person." - Bill Murray

Suswa is one of the older girls at our Voi Reintegration Unit – but that doesn’t mean she's outgrwon having fun. In fact, she's one of the most vivacious members of the herd! Meet Suswa at sheldrickwildlifetrust.org/orphans/suswa #HumpdayHappiness

I am here for the anti-poaching puppy training! Thanks, E. Jean Carroll!

My boi Blaze Gotcha Day today 2 yrs for another 2 hrs. . 🌈 Norman and his CdnMan Hi Norman!

WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME SIBERIAN FLYING SQUIRRELS EXIST?

"It was truly a miracle that he made it.” bit.ly/400Jy61

May no one suffer from an illness.🙏 When someone is ill, there is no guarantee that all people to be there, but I can guarantee your dog will be there.🐶😇

I am an adult and pediatric emergency physician working in Canada. I have NEVER seen a gunshot wound in a child, and have not seen a gunshot wound in anyone for five years.

Dreaming of a world where compassion & understanding prevail. 🐺 #LoboWeek

Many people asking us about #bumblebees at the moment - why they’re seeing them on the ground - so here’s a quick thread to explain what they’re up to. Please #retweet as every #queen that survives means a new colony that gets to exist & produce new queen #bees for next year! 1/8

“We are like a tree whose roots divide and subdivide again and again as they spread outward. Our neighbours are the same. Their roots too spread and interlace with ours. Our trunks are separate but beneath the soil an inextricably tangled network of fibres.” ~ C.R.Milne

Who is ready for baby elephant bath time?

All the little wood was still, As if it waited so, until Some blackbird on an outpost yew, Watching the slow procession through, Lifted his yellow beak at last To whistle that the line had passed... Then all the wood began to sing Its morning anthem to the spring. ~A.A.Milne