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Dallas Zoo, Says Goodbye to Elephant Matriarch "Mama"

From the Dallas Zoo’s Facebook Page:

We are heartbroken to share that our Elephant matriarch, “Mama,” has died due to age-related health conditions. At 45, Mama was the oldest of our “Golden Girls,” and one of the 10 oldest elephants in the U.S. She had been undergoing dedicated geriatric care for many months, but in recent weeks her health declined and her care evolved to hospice-style efforts to keep her comfortable.

Mama was often called an old soul. This curious mother and grandmother was known for her sweet tooth (favoring sugar cane) and tidy eating habits (she would rake her food into a neat pile and daintily scoop it up). From the time she arrived here in 2024, she was very curious and could be the instigator of mischief. She loved being groomed, especially “pedicures” and being vocal with her herd.

After Mama died, Gypsy, Jenny, Congo and Kamba were given time to say goodbye, during which they gently touched her face with their trunks and trumpeted softly. It’s a very difficult day for our staff, so
please keep us in your thoughts. We welcome your sympathies here on our Facebook page. Our keepers, committed to conservation efforts, ask that anyone wishing to honor Mama donate to the Tarangire Elephant Project, one of our partners helping elephants in Africa. Information can be found at www.wcstanzania.org/tarangire.htm. Donations may be mailed to Mama Elephant Memorial, c/o Dallas Zoo, 650 S. R.L. Thornton Freeway, Dallas, TX 75203.

The Elephant keeper talks will be cancelled today and tomorrow to give the staff time to grieve. Visit our ZooHoo! blog for more information and photos of our sweet Mama: bit.ly/DZMama. Please watch this tribute video we made in her honor.

Doris Day On Saying Goodbye to Rock Hudson: ‘I Was In Tears’

Doris Day On Rock Hudson’s AIDS Diagnosis : People.com

Doris Day On Saying Goodbye to Rock Hudson: ‘I Was In Tears’

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Doris Day and Rock Hudson made Hollywood magic in such classics as Pillow Talk and Lover Come Back. More than five decades later, Day, 91, remembers her tearful Goodbye with the actor who once loved to make her laugh. "I still miss him," she says.

They first met on the set of Pillow Talk in 1959. "I remember asking someone ‘Is his name really Rock? That’s odd, don’t you think?’ " remembers Day. "I knew nothing about him!"

"He was so funny," she says. "He always had a nickname for me but he liked Eunice best. He’d come into the makeup area and and holler ‘Eunice, are you here? I’ll be over in a minute with a donut.’ "

Years later, after he was diagnosed with AIDS, Hudson kept his promise to appear on her variety show in July 1985. It was his gaunt appearance at the press conference announcing their reunion that *****ed the world to his failing health – just before his AIDS diagnosis was made public. "He promised her he would be there so he went," says his business manager Wallace Sheft.

"I hardly knew him," recalls Day. "He was very sick. But I just brushed that off and I came out and put my arms around him and said ‘Am I glad to see you.’"

"He’d get very tired," she recalls of his last visit. "I’d bring him his lunch and fix him a big platter but he couldn’t eat. I’d say ‘What if I get a fork and feed you’ but he said ‘Doris I can’t eat.’"

Their Goodbye broke her heart. "They had a small plane to get him to the airport," she says. "We kissed Goodbye and he gave me a big hug and he held onto me. I was in tears. That was the last time I saw him – but he’s in heaven now."

Looking back, Day, who lives a quiet life in Carmel, California and is devoted to animals and the Doris Day Animal Foundation says, "I think the reason people liked our movies is because they could tell how much we liked each other. It came across that way on screen. He was a good friend."

We said goodbye to our doggy yesterday

We got our King Shepherd cross from a friend when he was 1. He was aptly named Wilbur. And he was 11 years old. He was a beautiful cream colour with shades of black on his back. He was the perfect dog: docile temperament, laid back, loved our kids, loved strangers, friendly around other dogs and rarely barked. He was perfect.

On late Monday night when we let him out to pee, Wilbur collapsed and was panting profusely. We knew it was serious. We put him on a blanket and carried him inside as he was about 120 pounds. We stayed with him for a few hours trying to give him water, but he refused. We knew we were losing him. We rushed him to the vet in the morning and were told that he had a bleeding tumour. He had no blood pressure and he was clearly in distress. We knew we were going to have to say goodbye. We held him, stroked him, kissed his beautiful head while he went to sleep. My husband and I were both crying so hard we were hyperventilating as he took his last breath.

To say I am heartbroken is an understatement. He was my first dog and mine and my husband’s first dog as a couple. We were incredibly blessed to have had him. Our friends and family were crushed when we told them because they loved him. He loved everyone. He was a sweetheart. I have been crying ever since I got that feeling we were going to lose him. Everything reminds me of him. My husband is devastated. My kids are sad.

Rest easy Mom’s boy. We love you Wilbur and you have left our paw prints on our hearts forever.