State of Idaho plans to poison up to 4,000 Common Ravens.
Justification: Ravens prey on the eggs of the imperiled Greater Sage-Grouse. Yet of 19 reasons for the grouse’s declining numbers, predation by other wildlife comes in at #12. Providing protected areas and requiring sustainable land management are the most important ways to conserve the grouse, not killing avian predators.
Join petition by Golden Eagle Audubon Society:
Sign the petition here.
(via: American Bird Conservancy)
It’s really close, please sign guys!
killing one species to ‘protect’ another is a horrible approach to anything. Have people not learned by now? And how many other animals would this inevitably poison? Ones that would also not only ingest the poison, but the poisoned bird carcasses.
What is wrong with people.
Crows and Ravens hold a sacred position in the Mythos of North America, they should be honored and revered not murdered.
SIGN THIS PLEASE
I LOVE RAVENS SO MUCH PLEASE DON’T LET THEM KILL THESE RAVENS
PLEASE take a moment to sign and reblog! Corvids are my absolute favorite bird, they’re so smart and beautiful and absolutely amazing! I can’t believe this would be approved!
I CAME OUT OF MY MINI HIATUS TO TELL EVERYONE YOU NEED TO SIGN THIS PETITION RIGHT NOW
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Helm blinks at the creature, unimpressed. He doesn’t let go of the fish.
*a weird green goat-thing trots past with a fish on it's head*
…In all honesty, he’d seen stranger sights. But the fish did look pretty good… with a quick snap of his beak, he grabs the fish off of the odd goat creature.
Wind Waker Phantom Ganondorf
He gets a fancy outfit because I said so
"Psst. Hey, Big Guy... ya like fish?"
"Hey wait a minute! I thought I beat you!"
The bird glares at the boy. “It takes more than a hammer and a sword to permanently beat me, boy.”
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From high above, Helm looks down at the world below. His eyes scan the ground- only to alight on a familiar figure. Darren? Helm tilts his head. It had been a while since he’d seen the little Moo. Angling his wings, Helm descends, landing a short distance away from the Moo. Walking up to him, Helm says “Darren? What are you doing here?”
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