It was a wet, lazy Sunday evening when the baby fur seal waddled into the Sprig + Fern The Meadows craft beer bar in Richmond, at the top of New Zealand’s So...
Is there like some dark implication to this story that I’m missing? Because I really want this to just be a happy story about a cute baby seal showing up in an unexpected place, but I’ve been burned so many times by “cute animal stories” where it’s like “actually this implies that something terrible happened/is going to happen to this animal”.
Is there like some dark implication to this story that I’m missing? Because I really want this to just be a happy story about a cute baby seal showing up in an unexpected place, but I’ve been burned so many times by “cute animal stories” where it’s like “actually this implies that something terrible happened/is going to happen to this animal”.
i think it’s just a pun on “new seal land”?
Looks like it was rescued by wildlife pros so I’m assuming it got to where it needed to be.