Mrs. Palin's wolves hunt....Mit Giftgas in die Wolfshöhlen...

Ich bin die Alphawölfin im Bärliner Zoo...und obwohl Bärlin weit weg ist von Alaska, bin ich sehr beunruhigt. Beunruhigt und wütend. Sie möchten wissen warum, lesen Sie, was sich Frau Palin nun wieder hat einfallen lassen. Eigentlich mag ich Menschen, d.h. auch Frauen, vor allen Dingen, wenn sie wie unsere Frau Weckert mit lecker Mäusen, Kaninchen und Hühnern vorbeikommt. Aber Frau Palin, die macht mich krank..., wirklich! -
I am the lady of the Bearlin's wolves' pack. And altough Bearlin is far away from Alaska, I feel worried and alarmed. Worried and angry. You would like to know why, so read, what Mrs. Palin is up to now. In fact, usually I like humans, means women included, especially when they come along with tasty mice , rabbits and chicken as our Frau Weckert does. But as to Mrs. Palin, ...she makes me sick,...really!

DON'T LET HER GET AWAY WITH THIS....


Related articles and web sites, please check out one of Defenders of Wildlife promoted sites about Mrs. Palin , Aerial Hunting and the Poisenous Gas

Videos about Aerial Hunting you find here and here...

Photo credits: Nene (1), Defenders of Wildlife (2,3)


Off topic
And here some articles concerning the ARCTIC 5 Conference in Norway (behind closed doors) this week about the future of the polar bears. German, , English.

Mein 27Monatsgeburtstag...My 27months birthday

Dear Mami Simba,
I missed you and my Outpost on my 27months birthday. It was only after I received your cloudmessage , that I knew that you must have been in some serious Internet trouble, so I will step in and tell you myself. How else will you know what really happened on that day, which, by the way, was a very special day.

This time the bowling business took place the night before. The reason for it was a special treat, which had to be eaten urgently as the wolves had kept it for this event just in the natural fridge the week before. Fortunately it was still eatable, although Bernie was not so sure about it, he kept grinning at me sceptically, telling me all the time, I would probably need a couch afterwards as this kind of food sometimes makes someone even too tired to leave a moat for some days...But this is another story. It's true, I was a bit tired first in the morning but probably not because of the rabbit or of the bowling (to be honest- as the boss of the wolves is more or less blind now, we often do something else...) but of the video- and slideshow watching. From time to time we just have to do that as it is fun to watch the birthday gifts or what I did on my special days. The music is always good too, and so we watched one of the films almost 10 times, much to the liking not only of the boss.
If you have mised the video in June, just have a look now.
ChristinaM made it for me!


With this song in my mind, I was sure I would have a good day. That it got special had more than one reason, the most important one, was Oma Dörflein. As Oma Lisa is still off abroad to find a girl for me, ( although she seems to find only old widows), it was her turn to visit me. And..., she asked me to play some ball with her. Jeez..., she asked me!!! Can you believe that? Anyway, I won't tell you more. We had fun and I really, really like her smell!
So, Mami Simba, but now it's your turn , I can't do all the work for you!

Your friend Knut

PS:
And you missed the birthday of Hartmuth on March 4....As he is always so nice, he will probably not be cross with you, but you never know...You should send him quickly some belated birthday wishes...And don't forget the ladies! It's again their turn now...International Women's Day, just for the record!

Photo credits: PetraW (Oma Dörflein) , Nene(Wolf& rabbit and Bernie), Viktor (Ladies on strike)
Slideshow link & credits: 2years birthday gifts caught by : Frans
Video credits: ChristinaM

Carsten Schöne remembers....Thomas Dörflein, die Wölfe und einen Journalisten

Wenn ich an Thomas Dörflein denke, habe ich eine Szene vor Augen, die sich in einer Berichterstattung des RBB aus dem Berliner Zoo, ganz unabhängig von der Handaufzucht eines Eisbären ergab.
Ein Medienschaffender, der heute Wissenschaftsjournalismus betreibt und mit mir den selben Vornamen, allerdings mit falschem Anfangsbuchstaben, teilt, saß im Gehege der Wölfe und plauderte mit Thomas Dörflein über seine Arbeit. Da der Tierpfleger mitten in selbiger war, saß er nicht gemeinsam mit dem Herren Journalisten auf einem liegenden Baumstamm, sondern stand daneben.
Der Fragesteller trug einen Anorak mit pelzbesetzter Kapuze. Die Frage, ob es sich um Echt- oder Webpelz handelte, ist zwar interessant, aber in diesem Zusammenhang völlig unerheblich. Interessant ist, daß sich die Wölfe für diese Kapuze zu interessieren begannen. Ein ganz vorwitziger Wolf schlich sich von hinten an, um das pelzige Ding näher zu inspizieren. Thomas Dörflein sieht es, grinst sich eins und... macht weiter im Text... des Interviews.
Da springt der Wolf nach vorne, will die Kapuze packen, erwischt sie nur ganz leicht - mit einem halben Fangzahn quasi - da ruft ihn schon, mit einem kurzen Wort, Thomas Dörfleins Autorität zur Räson, der Wolf lässt ab und geht seiner Wege.
Das ganze war eine sekundenschnelle Aktion, lang genug aber, um das Gesicht des Medienschaffenden so weiß werden zu lassen, wie es das Fell der Berliner Wölfe ist.Vielleicht interpretiere ich zuviel nachträglich in diese Szene hinein, aber mein Eindruck war, dass Thomas Dörflein nach diesem kleinen Zwischenspiel mehr Spaß an dem Gespräch hatte, als sein medialer Gesprächspartner.

Danke

Carsten SchöneWhen I think of Thomas Dörflein, I recall one scene which happened to be part of a rbb report about the Zoo Berlin and which was not connected to the hand raising of a polar bear.Someone working for the medias and who is today in science journalism, and who by the way shares my first name except of the first letter, was sitting in the enclosure of the wolves, chatting with Thomas Dörflein about his work. As the keeper was right in the middle of doing it, he was not sitting together with Mr.Journalist on a tree trunk, but standing beside.
The interviewer wore an anorak with a furry coated hood.The question if it was a genuine fur or an imitated one made of fleece, might come up as an interesting one, but was in this context without any importance. More interesting that the wolves started to develop a sort of interest in this hood. A very meddlesome and mischievous wolf sneaked from behind for a closer inspection of this furry thing. Thomas Dörflein, aware of it, is grinning ...and continues with the interview. Suddenly the wolf jumps forward in order to get hold of the hood, catches it slightly, with one fang maybe, when Thomas Dörflein orders him off, using just one brief word but full with authority, the wolf took off and strolled away.An action, not taking longer than some seconds but long enough to change the complexion of that media man into a white not unsimilar to the fur of the Arctic wolves of Berlin.. Maybe today I lay too much into this late situation, but I was strongly under the impression that from that moment on, Thomas Dörflein enjoyed the interview much more than the journalist.

Thank you

Carsten SchöneUlli J has shared this story with us, I thought it a very suitable one to honour the man who was not only Knut's Mom and Dad but who was also THE man who danced with the wolves...And he really knew how to dance with them...!

Story: in Carsten Schöne's Zoo reports (scroll down and you find it then)
Photo credits : Viktor (feeding April 1, 2008- you will find more....)

2Jahre2Monate - Time for the wolves, time for bowling!

Herhören, alle, fertigmachen, bitte macht euch fertig...!!!-
It's time, pleeeease get ready now...!!!Hey, was issen los????-
Hey, what's up, man???
Alles muss man selber machen...hoffe nur, dass Knut an nachher denkt...-
Why everything has to be done by me..., I hope at least Knut does not forget...
Sind die blöd, ich vergess doch nicht meinen 2Jahres2Monatsgeburtstag...ich bin schon mitten bei den Vorbereitungen...-
No way, how could I forget my 2years2months birthday..., I am already busy with the preparations...Ich komme spääääääter, um die Kartoffeln kümmer ich mich...
Coooooming laaaaater, I 'll bring the potatoes...!!!
Wie aufregend,also ich, ich passe diesmal auf, ich will endlich auch kegeln lernen...-
How exciting, this time it's my turn to learn something about that strange bowling business...

Happy 2-years-2-months birthday, Knut!!!

Photo credits: Jessie (1,2,3,6), SylviaMicky(4,5)

January 22

Somehow it's different without him...

Photo credits: Frau Schnatterliese (23.09.2007), Jessie (Jan 09)