"omg u should leave florida it's such a garbage state"
if everyone who thinks like me leaves, they're going to build a parking lot in the everglades
Most of the lions bred and raised in captivity in South Africa are destined for canned hunts. Canned hunting is where a captive-bred animal is set loose in an area to be shot with no fair means of escape — this can be due to either physical constraints (such as being fenced in a small enclosed space; or from being preemptively lured in or drugged) or mental constraints (being hand-raised by humans and effectively having all natural fear of mankind removed.)
Numerous lion breeding farms, many of which run out of South Africa and mask themselves as conservation-based sanctuaries or rescues, provide a steady supply of new stock animals for this purpose. To offset the high expense of raising and feeding these surplus lions, these parks offer cub petting — a very popular tourist attraction and lure for international volunteers which directly supports and funds the rapidly flourishing canned hunting industry.
All the while, tourists and volunteers continue to pay for the privilege, none-the-wiser of what their money is supporting or where the cubs they cuddle are actually going.
Please avoid any facility that offers cub petting, and educate friends and family on the truth of canned lion hunting.
For more resources on canned hunting and cub petting, check out the links on the resources page.
For tips and advice on how to choose reputable volunteer programs, check out my other blog posts:
- Questions to ask before volunteering
- Advice when choosing where to volunteer and who to book through
- Warning signs of a bad facility
(Photo credits to For the Love of Wildlife)
All words are useless when such a passion is going on!🔥💓
Passionate spring date of two manuls (Pallas's cats) Zelenogorsk and Mia.
Elephants have learned highway robbery
Elephants have taken it upon themselves to set up an impromptu toll booth.
Guy turns on his hose to help out a thirsty bobcat hanging out in his backyard during a heatwave
Source: justcatposts
I love contemplating how actually scary this is. Nothing in horror movies affects me anymore but I get the most wonderful chills from the idea of these beautiful, haunting, mindless things just hovering in this murky water like a minefield for anyone foolish enough to go swimming or unlucky enough to fall in. How it’s still not as bad as being a fish small enough for them to paralyze and consume. How they regularly paralyze and consume fish but evolved before anything like a fish ever existed. A fish is such a complex creature that can see and think and navigate and be afraid but sometimes it touches these brainless, boneless, ghostly things that were just already there, millions of years sooner, and it dies and it never understands why that is. The thing that killed it and ate it doesn’t know either, it doesn’t know anything. It doesn’t have enough of a brain to even realize it has killed and eaten something. Some of its cells simply fired little harpoons into the cells of the other thing, and squirted deadly chemicals into them, and hauled up the paralyzed body to digest it. It’s a spider’s web without a spider but it still fills things with venom and eats them. :)
The best jellyfish are those that seem to trail off into forever. Like Chrysaora achlyos my beloved…
Images like that haunted me as a kid
