Betty, the chimpanzee that had been at the Dublin Zoo for the longest and the oldest living chimp under human care, passed away last week at the age of 62. She was one of the zoo’s most cherished and well-known inmates.
A zoo blog article claims that Betty had age-related ailments that were impairing her quality of life, and the tough choice to end her life was made to spare her from suffering in the future.
Although it is heartbreaking to lose Betty, she enjoyed a lengthy life that exceeded the average lifespan of a chimpanzee in captivity. According to the zoo, she was also the oldest chimpanzee in human care at the time of her death.
Team leader Helen Clarke Bennett of Dublin Zoo, who has worked as a zookeeper since 1987 and has known Betty for many years, paid tribute to her.
In 1964, a West African chimpanzee named Betty made her way to Dublin. Bennett notes that Betty participated in archaic practices like “Chimp Tea Parties” and that the Dublin Zoo continued to operate in the “style of the early Victorian era zoos” throughout that period.
Betty saw major advancements in zoo standards throughout her decades-long confinement. For example, in the 1990s, the chimp habitat was transformed from a metal-barred concrete “pit” to an island with trees.
Bennett claimed to have known Betty since the zoo’s early years since Michael Clarke, Betty’s father, was looking after her at the time. The chimp was “always strong-minded,” according to him, and would not give up on her goals.
After Wendy moved in 1964, Betty’s best friend, Wendy, became an integral part of her life for the majority of it. One of the cutest pairs in the zoo was formed by the two monkeys.
“Wendy had a cheeky side, but Betty could hold her accountable!” Bennett penned the piece. “When Wendy was obstinately refusing to go outside while the habitat was being cleaned, Betty putting her arm around her to encourage her to go outside with the rest of the troop will always be one of my favorite pictures.”
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Betty and Wendy celebrated their 50th birthdays together in 2012 at the zoo. The zoo workers believed that Betty, who was devastated by Wendy’s death in 2014, wouldn’t be far behind.
She even managed to live on for a further ten years, rising to the rank of dominating female chimpanzee and earning the title of longest-serving inhabitant of the zoo.
Bennett stated that Betty experienced reduced kidney function and chronic arthritis in her latter years, which affected her weight and mobility. She was also under continuous wellness management.
They had to make the tough but humane decision to end the beloved chimp’s life after all medicinal and surgical alternatives had been tried. Even though Betty is no longer with us, she will always be cherished as a unique original and a zoogoer’s favorite for many decades to come.
“Although I am really saddened to bid farewell to a friend I have known since I was a young child, I am sure that Betty’s euthanasia was the right choice, ensuring that she didn’t suffer needlessly and preserving her dignity to the very end. That gives me a great deal of comfort,” Bennett wrote.
“Everyone here at Dublin Zoo as well as the many generations of visitors who were fortunate enough to know her will miss Betty terribly; there will never be another like her.”
Peace be with you, Betty. You lived a very long life, and it’s obvious that your loved ones and caregivers cherished you.
I Caught My In-Laws Snooping in My Drawers, but Their Karma Was What They Found Inside
In the aftermath of her crumbling marriage, April faces a new challenge as her in-laws invade her privacy, searching for evidence of her guilt. But the tables turn dramatically when they stumble upon unexpected proof of their son’s secret life.
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I’m April, ready to spill some tea on a bizarre chapter of my life that has just unfolded. It’s about how my in-laws got a taste of their own medicine most unexpectedly. So, buckle up!
A bit about me first: I’m 28, a lover of art, a tad bit impulsive, and recently, heartbreakingly single.
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My now estranged husband Liam, who’s 30, seemed like the love of my life until a few months into our marriage when a bombshell dropped. He told me he was bisexual.
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I won’t lie; it floored me—not the bisexuality but the hiding it. After a whirlwind of emotions, I decided I was okay with it as long as we stayed monogamous.
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No open relationships for me, thank you very much. I was clear: “If that’s what you want, then you need to be with someone else because it’s not me.”
Liam promised me I was the only one for him, that he didn’t need anyone else. Turns out, promises are sometimes just pretty lies.
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Fast forward a bit, and guess what? I found out he was having an affair. And not just any affair, but with another man.
How, you ask? Oh, the modern way—through his iPad which was as unfaithful in keeping secrets as he was. The photos were… let’s just say, very Mapplethorpe-esque.
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The confrontation that followed was epic. “I can’t believe you would do this to us!” I shouted, my voice echoing off the walls of what used to be our dream home.
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He just stood there, with no words, no apologies—nothing. That was the last straw. “I don’t want you in my house again. Ever,” I told him, and I meant every word.
After our massive blowout, Liam had to get his stuff, but there was no way I was letting him stroll back into my life—or my house, for that matter.
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So, we agreed he would send me a list, and I would pack everything up neatly in a box. Simple, right? Well, it should have been. Liam wanted to pick up his things personally, but nope, not happening.
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We settled on a middle ground: I’d give his parents a temporary code to my house. They’re decent folks, and I trusted them enough. Plus, I had my security cameras all set up—no sneaky business on my watch.
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The plan was foolproof: they punch in the code, grab the box from the front entrance, lock up, and go. Easy peasy. Well, that was the plan anyway.
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So, the day comes, his parents show up, use the code, and pick up the box. So far, so good, right? Wrong. His mom, bless her heart, couldn’t resist a little detour. There she goes, on my security footage, heading straight for my bedroom.
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My heart’s pounding, not because I’m scared, but because it feels so wrong watching them snoop through my space. But then, the plot thickens, and I can’t help but burst into laughter.
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She reaches my chest of drawers—the top one, where we used to keep our jewelry—and pulls out this big, mysterious envelope. Looking over her shoulder like a cartoon thief, she sneaks a peek inside.
I swear, her reaction is priceless. She looks like she’s about to scream (I could only see, not hear, remember?).
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n a panic, she stuffs everything back, dashes out of the room, and practically sprints to their truck. All this drama over finding the photos of Liam’s little escapades.
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I mean, come on, how can you not laugh at that? The irony is just too much. She came looking for dirt and ended up getting a whole garden’s worth!
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Continuing from the moment of unexpected comedy courtesy of my mother-in-law, let’s take a step back to paint the whole picture here.
You see, before all this unfolded, Liam and I, with a touch of what now seems like forethought, had set up a prenup.
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Oh, not just any prenup, but one with a clause sharper than a knife: if one of us cheats, the other gets everything. Yeah, my idea. Call it intuition or maybe just me being cautious, but part of me always suspected Liam might break my heart.
So, fast forward to the debacle of his affair, and there I was, armed with proof of his cheating.
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When I confronted him, he was all puppy eyes, begging me not to enforce the prenup. Said it would ruin him financially and oh, the horror, he’d have to confess his mess to his parents.
Out of what I now think was too much generosity, I agreed. I mean, who was I to turn someone’s life upside down, right?
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But here’s the kicker. While I was playing the benevolent soon-to-be ex-wife, Liam was spinning tales.
To my utter dismay, I found out he told his parents a story flipped on its head: it was me who cheated, and he, the martyr, didn’t enforce the prenup out of the goodness of his heart. Yeah, right.
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His parents, thinking they were on a mission to uncover my betrayal, came to my house that fateful day. They were supposed to just pick up his things and leave, but no, they decided to dig around for proof of my supposed infidelity.
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Can you imagine the shock on their faces when instead of finding evidence against me, they stumbled upon the graphic photos of Liam’s escapade? Their whole narrative just exploded right there in my bedroom.
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So, where were we? Right, the major fallout. Just when I thought the drama couldn’t get any worse, my phone buzzed. It’s Liam, and he’s furious.
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He accuses me of deliberately leaving those scandalous pictures for his parents to find. As much as I enjoy a good plot twist, I hadn’t done that.
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I was tempted to scatter them on top of the box just to make a statement, but that felt too harsh, even for me. His parents, after all, had always been kind to me.
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“I didn’t leave them out on purpose, Liam,” I tried to explain over the phone, my voice calm but firm. “You said your mom was looking for that ring you forgot to list, right? You told her where to find it?”
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“Yeah, but I forgot until they were almost there,” he retorted, his voice a mix of embarrassment and annoyance.
“Well, if you had told me earlier, I would’ve put it in the box,” I sighed, wishing he had been more organized.
Now here’s the kicker—Liam was more upset about his parents discovering he’s a power bottom than the actual infidelity.
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The conversation quickly spiraled from accusations to self-pity. “I can’t stay at their house now,” he complained. “I need to find somewhere else. You’ve really done it this time, April. You’re so cruel.”
Cruel? Really? If anything, karma was just doing its job, serving up a dish Liam had been cooking since his misstep.
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As the call ended, I couldn’t help but reflect on the entire saga. Despite the chaos, a weight had been lifted. I was free from the web of lies and deceit, and for the first time in a long time, I could breathe and look forward to starting anew.
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Now, dear readers, I turn to you. Am I the villain in this tale, or just a bystander in the chaotic life of a man who couldn’t own up to his actions? Did karma simply do what karma does best?
I’d love to hear your thoughts, theories, and maybe even some of your own similar stories. How do you see it? Was this poetic justice or just plain old messiness?
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