The death toll from this week’s floods on the Indonesian island of Bali has risen to 14 people from nine, a government official said on Thursday (Sep 11), though the rain has stopped and water levels are receding in most areas.
Two people are missing in the tourist hub’s capital of Denpasar, and 125 rescuers have been deployed in the search for them, disaster mitigation agency spokesperson Abdul Muhari said.
He added that more than 500 people have been evacuated to schools and mosques.
Torrential rains on Tuesday and Wednesday caused floods in Denpasar and six of Bali’s eight regions, blocking major roads, including access to the island’s international airport. There were also landslides in some areas.
Most of the deaths occurred when people were swept away after rivers burst their banks, Abdul said.
No foreigners were among the casualties, the agency said.
There were no reports of flight cancellations on Thursday.
In response to CNA’s queries, Budget airline Scoot on Thursday said its flights to and from Bali are currently operating as scheduled.
However, it said that customers affected by the floods on the island may contact Scoot for further assistance.
For bookings made through travel agents or partner airlines, the customers are advised to contact their travel agent or the purchasing airline directly for assistance.
“The safety of our customers and crew is our top priority.
“We will continue to closely monitor the situation in Bali and adjust our flights, where necessary,” an airline spokesperson said.
Rescuers are still pumping water out of several flooded buildings and around 500 military personnel have been deployed to clear streets of mud, debris and rocks.
“The peak of the rain has passed and generally the waters have receded. Now, we are focusing on clearing mud from the streets,” Abdul said.
Heavy rain also caused flooding in Indonesia’s East Nusa Tenggara where four people were killed.
Source: CNA
It was 2 a.m. in the ER, and I was slumped in a plastic chair in pajama pants still stained from birth, cradling my three-week-old. Olivia burned with fever, screaming until her voice went hoarse. My C-section scar throbbed. I whispered, “Shh, baby. Mommy’s here,” praying she’d last until a doctor came.
Across from us, a man in a razor-sharp suit waved his Rolex at the nurse. “We’re prioritizing that?” he sneered, pointing at me. “A single mom with a screaming kid? I pay for this system.” The nurse stayed calm. I kissed Olivia’s damp forehead and tried not to cry.
Then the double doors swung open. A doctor walked straight past him. “Baby with fever? Three weeks old? Follow me.” The man jumped up, clutching his chest. “I’ve had chest pain—could be a heart attack!” The doctor didn’t flinch. “You’re not pale, not sweating, no shortness of breath. My guess? Pulled a muscle golfing. This infant could have sepsis. She goes first. And if you speak to my staff like that again, I’ll walk you out myself.” The waiting room erupted in applause.
Hours later, Olivia’s fever broke. The nurse slipped me a bag of donations—diapers, wipes, a pink blanket, and a note: You’ve got this, Mama. When we finally walked out, my daughter sleeping against my chest, Mr. Rolex sat red-faced and silent. I looked right at him and smiled—not smug, just steady. A smile that said:
How a Stray Cat Changed Five Lives in a Single Morning
Some mornings feel ordinary, predictable—a cup of coffee, a rushed commute, the same streets filled with familiar faces. But occasionally, life intervenes in the quietest moments, reminding us that extraordinary encounters can emerge from the mundane.
For me, that morning came with the unexpected arrival of a small stray cat, whose courage and trust would ripple across five lives—hers, her kittens’, and my own.
A Chance Meeting
It was barely sunrise when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. Between parked cars, a tiny calico appeared, a delicate patchwork of orange, black, and white.
Unlike other strays I’d seen, she didn’t dart away. Instead, she leapt onto the hood of my car and stared at me with unwavering amber eyes, as if silently issuing a plea I couldn’t yet understand.
I paused, heart pounding, setting my coffee down. She rubbed her head against the windshield, letting out a soft meow that felt urgent rather than plaintive. Hesitant, I extended a hand—and to my surprise, she leaned in, purring, inviting trust. Then she turned and began walking with deliberate purpose, frequently glancing back to ensure I followed.
A Secret Refuge
I trailed her through alleyways and hidden streets I’d never noticed. After ten minutes, she led me to a small patch of overgrown grass behind a grocery store, tucked between discarded boxes and broken concrete.
There, four tiny kittens nestled together, their eyes barely open, tiny bodies trembling for warmth. The calico—later named Calypso—nuzzled each one, looking at me as though asking, Will you help us?
I didn’t hesitate. I ran home, grabbed a pet carrier, and returned. One by one, the kittens were placed safely inside while Calypso observed, patient and vigilant, her trust complete. The ride home was filled with soft mews and tiny, hopeful eyes.
A New Home, A New Life
What had been a quiet apartment transformed into a nurturing sanctuary. Blankets, bowls of food, and warm spaces offered safety and comfort. I named the kittens Leo, Luna, Pepper, and Shadow. In weeks, the fragile creatures became lively and playful, while Calypso, once wary and skittish, now stretched in sunbeams and curled beside me on the couch like she belonged there all along.
Lessons in Trust and Courage
What struck me most wasn’t the rescue itself but the trust Calypso offered. Life on the streets is unforgiving—hunger, danger, and distrust are constant companions. Yet, in her most vulnerable moment, she approached a human not for herself, but for her kittens. Her courage and intuition were extraordinary.
Ripples of Compassion
The story didn’t stop at my doorstep. Friends and neighbors, inspired by Calypso’s bravery, began offering food, water, and care to the animals in their own neighborhoods. One small act became many, proving that compassion can multiply quietly, almost invisibly, but with lasting impact.
A Morning to Remember
Years of rescuing animals have taught me that every story is unique, yet each shares a common thread: connection. Recognizing when a life reaches out and responding with empathy can transform everything.
Today, Calypso and her kittens thrive. What began as a routine morning—coffee in hand, car keys in the other—became a lesson in courage, trust, and the quiet power of kindness. It reminded me that life’s most meaningful moments often appear unannounced, waiting for someone willing to follow, to care, and to act.
Sleep deprivation and difficulties falling asleep are more common that you might think. Most people experience these issues at certain point in their lives, and the reasons vary.
Some of the causes are stress and anxiety, poor sleep environment, consuming too much caffeine and nicotine, irregular sleep schedule, as well as medical conditions and hormonal changes.
When you are sleep deprived, you are likely to feel tired, forgetful, and irritable during the day.
Luckily, there are ways that can help you fall asleep easily, and a military sleep method that is currently trending on the social media is one of them.
According to him, it works for 96% of those who have given it a go and were more than happy to share the results under the comment section of his viral TikTok video.
“I’m a military brat and was taught this. I also had a veteran psychology teacher in college who taught this. It definitely works.”
Another person added: “I’ve got really bad insomnia and nothing works. I get some sleep with a lot of meds, but I never wake up rested. I’m trying this tonight.”
A third commented: “My mom taught me this and I taught my children. My son has many challenges, and this helps him relax and fall asleep quickly, he’s 9.”
According to
If you want to try it yourself, the video below shows how it’s done.
It’s all about releasing your muscles, starting with the ones on your face and going down to your hands and shoulders. Next, exhale and expand your chest while keeping your arms and shoulders relaxed and comfortable. Ease tension in your legs, starting with the thighs, and followed by your calves, ankles, and feet.
Finally, clear your mind by creating a serene image in your mind.
Please SHARE this article with your family and friends on Facebook.
The Guardian Who Never Gave Up. Detective Marcus Chen had spent fifteen years serving his community with honor, rising through the ranks as one of the most respected officers in the department. Known for his integrity and unshakable dedication, he and his K-9 partner Atlas, a brilliant German Shepherd, had formed one of the most effective crime-fighting duos in the city’s history.
But that legacy came crashing down when Marcus was accused of serious crimes: embezzlement, accepting bribes, and tampering with evidence. The case against him seemed airtight—unexplained bank deposits, suspicious contacts, and most damaging of all, testimony from his longtime colleague, Lt. David Morrison, who claimed he had witnessed Marcus’s descent into corruption.
Marcus insisted on his innocence, claiming the money came from private consulting work and that his actions had been misrepresented. Still, after a lengthy and painful trial, the jury found him guilty on all counts. With his reputation destroyed and prison awaiting, Marcus made one final request to the judge: a chance to say goodbye to Atlas, the partner who had stood by him through everything.
Judge Patricia Harrison, moved by his plea and the bond between man and dog, allowed the reunion. What happened next stunned everyone.
As Atlas entered the courtroom and reunited emotionally with Marcus, the mood quickly shifted. The highly trained dog suddenly became alert, his posture changing—he had detected something. Without prompting, Atlas turned and walked across the courtroom straight toward Lt. Morrison. There, he began growling and signaling in the unmistakable way police dogs do when they’ve found something.
Security approached, and after a tense moment, discovered a hidden flash drive in Morrison’s uniform pocket. When the device was examined, its contents revealed a shocking truth: Morrison had framed Marcus. The drive contained emails, financial records, and communications proving Morrison had manipulated evidence to cover his own involvement in a far-reaching corruption scheme.
The courtroom was stunned. The judge immediately halted proceedings, and within hours, Marcus’s conviction was overturned. The man once branded a traitor to justice was now a victim of betrayal.
Thanks to the unshakable instincts of Atlas—his loyal guardian to the end—Marcus Chen was finally vindicated. In the end, it wasn’t a fellow officer or legal argument that uncovered the truth. It was a dog’s loyalty—and his refusal to give up on his partner—that brought justice.
This is the story of Ruby, who couldn’t get adopted and was often returned after being adopted because she was a handful…that is, until she became a police dog.
Rescue dogs are heroes to all of us who have them. You’ve heard the saying that we don’t save a rescue dog’s life, but rather they save ours.
My Great Pyrenees/Australian Shepard Mix rescue, Willy, is my lifesaver as most pets are. Shelter dogs themselves are special in their own right, as we dog-lovers know. I mean, most have experienced abandonment and other forms of trauma, or can’t find a forever home.
This Netflix movie, if you haven’t seen it yet, is about this adorable, spirited German Shepard in Rhode Island who was adopted and returned five times. Yes, FIVE TIMES. She went on to save a little boy’s life.
Rescued By Ruby tells the story of Ruby’s 2011 journey from unadoptable and almost euthanized, to meeting shelter volunteer Patricia Inman, whose passionate dedication to working with Ruby prevented her from being put down.
Ruby was eventually taken in by Rhode Island State Trooper-now-Corporal Dan O’Neil, who trained Ruby to become a Rhode Island Police K9.
According to Corporal O’Neil, years after he adopted her, dispatch received a missing boy call in 2018. 36 hours later when they couldn’t find the boy, Ruby was called in and found him deep in the woods severely injured because of a fall. Now, get out your tissues for happy tears because guess who the missing boy’s mom is? Patricia Inman, the volunteer from Ruby’s shelter. I mean, are you kidding me? You cannot make this stuff up!