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Seaspiracy: An Open Letter
To Whom It May Concern, I would like to first start out by saying this regarding my intention behind this open letter: back in 2019, I volunteered for a New Hampshire-based marine wildlife organization that aimed to protect marine habitats, promote substantial seafood consumption, and reduce plastic waste across New England. My summer with them surprised me to see how most New Englanders aren’t aware how throwing out that Poland Springs bottle in a riverway could mean death to seagulls and other marine wildlife, or how purchasing tuna from a company that doesn’t practice substantial and humane methods can do more harm than good for both wildlife and local fishing communities. While the intentional goal was to make the New England public better marine stewards for our local marine ecosystem, we had no intention to encourage people to go “vegan” or attempt harm on local fishers who have earned a living off these waters for generations. So, when I heard about Ric O’Barry’s latest movie being used by extremists to target these little non-profits for not having the same animal-rights “values” as the film, I took it upon myself to share my thoughts on it.
By Jenna Deedy5 years ago in Petlife
Cleopatra
As I drove up to the red light along with other traffic I realized things were not as they should be. I had 3 cars in front of me in my lane stopped at the light and the traffic turning left into our lane ahead was stopped mid-way. A man got out of the car and ran around just as a tiny thing jumped from the side window to the ground. It darted into the waiting cars and up under the back tire rim of the 2nd car in line to turn left from beside me. Everyone piled out of their cars and tried to catch it and one lady managed to hold one tiny leg of it so it could not go further in under the car. The first man who had lost the animal threw his hands up at it and stormed off in anger, shaking his head and got in his car and drove off. He had clearly given up on retrieving it and did not care to try.
By Gina Solomon5 years ago in Petlife
Her Name Was . . . Dropspin?
Sitting at home alone while my boyfriend was off on long work trips, I decided that our house needed a four-legged family member. I should bite my tongue for saying that a gay man can watch the Golden Girls only so much before needing the vacancy on the sofa beside him filled, but that’s where I was in my head. However, not since my teen years had I cared for a pet in any of the places that I lived, and the more I considered it the more I longed for a furry buddy.
By Marc Preston Moss5 years ago in Petlife
Purrcival: The Unlikely Supurrhero
All my animals are rescues. From the turtle rescues that I have to my three dogs, my parrot, and the others that came well before them. All of them found their way to me and needed me. What I did not know was the one that I needed would find me.
By Christie D Anderson5 years ago in Petlife
Sometimes, She's a Goose
After all the effort I had poured into the three-year relationship, after all I had sacrificed, leaving my home, my family, my friends, and moving to a big, strange city, I finally decided to leave, walking away from the two dogs we had adopted together.
By Davia Buchacher5 years ago in Petlife
Rescued the Rescuer
I have always been the rescuer of animals. It started with the feral kittens at a barn in the town I lived in. My mom, when asked if I could bring a kitten home, would always say no until the day I brought one of the kittens home from the barn and I learned that if I didn’t ask and just came home with the cute bundle of fur, she would acquiesce. I hated to see hurting, picked on animals and people. I related to them so much as I had dealt with bullying and sexual abuse at young ages. I knew that if I were these animals, in these situations, I would want to be rescued too. In fact, I did want to be rescued and the animals were always such a balm to my broken soul.
By Niki Curtis5 years ago in Petlife
Team Coco: A Dog Worth the Wait
I waited for him. I adopted “Coco” when I was living in South Bend, Indiana back in 2017. I had just got my first full-time job, but I did not know anyone in the city. Growing up, my family always had dogs and dogs have always given me a sense of purpose. Being alone, with no friends or family, I was depressed. Somehow, I knew the cure; even if a dog could not solve all my problems, he would help.
By Hope Sears5 years ago in Petlife
