As some of you may know, there is a terrible derby being planned.
A “hunters’ rights” organization wants to hold a commercial predator killing contest on national forest and private lands. We need the US Forest Service (USFS) to stop this barbarity.
Tell Secretary of Agriculture Tom Vilsack to close our national forests to Idaho’s appalling wolf and predator killfest.
This derby originally was planned to be held on 3 million acres of public lands. However, due to overwhelming public outcry, the Bureau of Land Management (BLM) made the wise decision to withdraw its permission to allow this organization to hunt wolves and coyotes.
Tell Secretary Vilsack that killing wolves and other predators for commercial gain on national forest lands is just plain wrong.
Contests like this completely ignore the fact that predators such as wolves and coyotes are essential to maintaining healthy ecosystems. National forest lands are supposed to be here for the protection of all species, and for the enjoyment of people. Killing competitions ruin all of that.
Please take action TODAY, and help us stop this event from taking place on national forest lands!
Hey there everybody!
I’m Loon, and I’m real happy to meet ya. Finally! All Lomasi and Anoki talk about is getting a chance to blog on the website. When I asked for my turn, they told me I’m too young. Young? Young! Little do they know, I am verrry mature for my age. And, I proved it by letting our people pet Dakota without barking at them to pay attention to me! Continue reading
Hello dear friends,
My name is Lomasi, and I live at Runs with Wolves Sanctuary. “Lomasi” means pretty flower. I think that name suits me nicely, don’t you?
Lomasi, a pure grey wolf
Anoki here. I’m the official spokeswolf for Runs with Wolves Sanctuary. You can call me Pickpocket. Everyone else does. Can’t understand why. If humans are silly enough to leave keys hanging out of their pockets, it isn’t my fault they end up in my mouth! They should be grateful that I’m keeping the keys safe for them. Otherwise, who knows, they could get lost in the mud or leaves or my dinner! And who the heck likes keys with moose meat? I sure don’t! Continue reading