Word: platypus
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...baby female platypus puddling in the mud on the bank of the Albert River. The platypus saw Fleay and disappeared into a crevice, but a trap caught her during the night, and Fleay named her Pamela. Three days later he caught a male baby, Paul. Both Pamela and Paul took their captivity with resignation, but Paddy, another male, captured on Feb. 10, protested in a way that worried Fleay, who feared that Paddy might never see The Bronx...
...platypus is the most touchy, temperamental, unpredictable animal," says Australia's David Fleay, and he should know. Called "the platypus man," Fleay is the world's leading authority on one of the world's strangest animals, and the only man who has ever made the furry, duckbilled, egg-laying protomammals breed in captivity. Last week Fleay was grooming two juvenile platypuses for shipment to New York's Bronx Zoo, and he hoped that they would travel...
BOXING'S Archie Moore, being occupied with somewhat more mundane things, probably never had the pleasure of meeting Cecil, the duckbilled platypus. But this week they share in common the pages of TIME; Cecil because, frail and elderly (12), he died; Archie, considerably older, because he fought well and won. In a week filled with news of high moment and striking impact, both Archie and Cecil fought their way into TIME's crowded pages because their stories bore the trademark of the writer who searched his mind and found the telling phrase. See NATIONAL AFFAIRS, Liebestod, and SPORT...
When Penelope, the duck-billed platypus, mysteriously escaped from her platypusary in New York's Bronx Zoo last summer, she became the first platypus in the U.S. outside captivity. The only other platypus in the U.S. remained in captivity, in the very platypusary where Penelope was wont to waddle. He was Cecil, 12, Penelope's intended. With Penelope gone (TIME, Aug. 19), not even the desperate search by a platyposse could trace her; regretfully she was given up for dead...
...fortnight ago Cecil crawled through the barrier and snuggled into Penelope's burrow. Hope soared. But one day when the platypus keeper went to find Penelope, she was gone. She had apparently slithered under her wire-mesh roof. At week's end an unhappy posse at the Bronx Zoo was still scouting the 250-acre compound. They hoped that Penelope had not ended up in the Bronx River or the Jersey flats. Cecil just scratched his stomach and fed his ego. Where once there were two, he was now the only platypus in captivity-outside Tasmania and Australia...