Dolphins do NOT belong in the Las Vegas desert !!

Please keep emailing the people in charge of the The Mirage Hotel and Casino. Your messages are being heard. You can use this template or feel free to write your own letter.

David Blasko - Director of Animal Care - DABlasko@Mirage.Com
Jim Murren - MGM Resorts CEO - MurrenJ@MGMResorts.Com
Yvette Monet - Head of MGM PR -



In the wild, dolphins can swim around 40 miles per day in the open, ever-changing ocean. In captivity, they only have the option of swiming thousands of neurotic laps around their swimming pools, as their space to instinctively travel is almost nonexistent. 

This is not a practice to support. Please don’t buy tickets to see free-ranging and highly adapted animals become reduced to living in fishbowls.

Protesting the use of captive dolphins at the Mirage Hotel & Casino on the Las Vegas Strip in March 2015.
These dolphins have been without any type of shade for the last 24 years, and temperatures reach over 115F in the summer.
If you would like to join the next protest (April 25th), visit MojaveDolphins.Com for all of the details.

You Can Now Add The Beatles’ Yellow Submarine to Your Hot Wheels Collection

“To celebrate the 50th anniversary of The Beatles’ Yellow Submarine, and the animated film that followed two years later, Mattel is finally getting around to turning that imaginary golden underwater explorer into a Hot Wheels car, followed by an entire line of vehicles inspired by the movie.”

“The submarine itself is obviously the star of this lineup, but that trippy bumper car deserves a spot in your display case too. Initially available at The Cirque du Soleil gift shop at Las Vegas’ Mirage hotel on June 9, the lineup will later be available at most other stores starting on June 15, and priced similar to the standard carded Hot Wheels vehicles.”


This is an excerpt from a former Gulf World Dolphin trainer’s account of Lightning the dolphin’s transport from Gulf World to the Mirage Hotel for breeding purposes:

In 2006, after Guidry had been at Gulf World for about five years, the trainers started getting word that Lightning, Gulf World’s prime breeder at the time, would be shipped out. Guidry hadn’t experienced a transport from Gulf World yet. As she considered what it would involve, she realized that she didn’t like the prospect. Lightning, she knew, had been captured off Cape San Blas, which lies just to the east of Panama City. All he knew was whatever he remembered from his life in the wild, plus his life at Gulf World. The only dolphins he had relationships with were the females he had been living with at Gulf World, like Sandy and Delphene (who were captured with him off Cape San Blas). Now he was going to be plucked from the pool on a stretcher, dropped into a custom-built transport crate, called a “wet box,” and shipped by truck and plane most of the way across the country to a dolphin pool at the Mirage Hotel in Las Vegas, of all places. He is going to make babies, the trainers were told. And they will ship us one of their boys.

She had seen dolphins separated from the Gulf World group and brought into a side pool or the med pool, put into a stretcher, and craned out of the water before. Some dolphins were accustomed for the process, some not. Either way, she felt, it was a stressful and disorienting experience for animals she cared about. But those removals had always been for medical reasons, and the dolphins had been treated and returned to the Gulf World clan. Now the removal was for business reasons. Instead of a brief extraction followed by a return to familiar waters and familiar animals, to Guidry it was a, “See you later. It’s been a good five years,” followed by a long and alien journey to an unfamiliar environment amidst unfamiliar dolphins. 

On the day Lightning was to be transported, he was moved into the med pool, and Guidry went poolside to spend a few final moments with him. She felt miserable, and she wasn’t the only one. As the truck with Lightning’s crate started to pull away from the pool area, another trainer couldn’t contain his emotions and had to step aside. “I didn’t like having to say goodbye,” Guidry says. “And I was too sensitive to the idea of him going on a long and distressing journey.”

Read the whole account here