Carole Baskins Diary

Trying to persuade Peek to stop selling tickets to big cat abuse

We’ve had several emails and calls about this, but today I think I made it as clear as I possibly can in this letter:

 

I think it's easy to blow off our recent talks by taking the position that it is just two "competitors" trying to gain an advantage.  I could bore you to tears with all of the ways we HELP our "competitors" by sharing our experience, resources and staff so that other sanctuaries can be more successful in their fundraising, but to be brief:

 

We created this web page for other sanctuaries to improve their fundraising, volunteer recruitment and retention, social marketing and more.  http://www.bigcatalliance.org/members/

 

In our annual reports you can find a section called Helping Others and Saving Cats in the Wild where we detail spending over 80,000 helping other sanctuaries "compete" with us.  https://bigcatrescue.org/2017-annual-report/

 

If you have read https://bigcatrescue.org/cubs/ or watched the videos of cubs screaming and being handled at TigerCubAbuse.com then I have to assume that if you care about animals at all, you can see that it is abuse to use wild animal babies this way.

 

There is no good way, or right way, to pimp out wild animal babies.

 

But this may be the most important reason of all.  You say you and your team oppose animal abuse and quote the effects of Black Fish on Sea World's demise.  You promote Peek as being the best in the industry for frictionless sales, and tools to recapture cart abandonment and to reach out to previous customers to increase the number of tickets sold.

 

Every time one of your clients mass produces tigers, only to rip away their cubs at birth, feed them a diet that will never be mother's milk, wakes them every time there is a paying customer who wants to hold the bottle (risking pneumonia when the starving cubs drink too fast and inhale it), who passes the screaming cub from hand to hand, where they are often dropped, (breaking their paper shell bones) and then discarding them into breeding mills or worse when they are too big to use...every time you sell a ticket to cub handling you are complicit in that abuse.

 

You can't say you oppose animal abuse and sell tickets to it.  For the cats,  Carole Baskin, CEO of Big Cat Rescue

 

Hi, I’m Carole Baskin and I’ve been writing my story since I was able to write, but when the media goes to share it, they only choose the parts that fit their idea of what will generate views.  These are my views and opinions. If I'm going to share my story, it should be the whole story.  The titles are the dates things happened. If you have any interest in who I really am please start at the beginning of this playlist: http://savethecats.org/

 

I know there will be people who take things out of context and try to use them to validate their own misconception, but you have access to the whole story.  My hope is that others will recognize themselves in my words and have the strength to do what is right for themselves and our shared planet.  

 

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I enjoyed teasing him.  He was so nervous and timid toward life.  My life was full of danger.  Going into abandoned homes, in horrible neighborhoods, never knowing what I’d encounter.  He’d come inside if I led the way.  One day we broke (mind you, my rule was never break anything to get in) into a house that was about as creepy as the house on the hill behind the Bates Motel.  There was a big hole in the brick face of the fireplace.  I’d gone into the room and looked in the hole before he walked in, so I knew there was nothing in there.  I turned to Bill and said, “I think I heard something in there!” and thrust my arm into the hole.  I began screaming and thrashing as if grabbed by some monster, acting as if it were pulling me into the hole.

 

All the while I’m watching the color just drain from Bill’s terrified face.  He’s frozen for a time before finally lurching forward to help pull me back from the abyss.  I thought I’d die laughing.

 

My intention this morning was to recap some of our escapades into the approximate dates they happened, but I keep looking over at the other tab on my computer to see the bald fat guy smiling back at me from his obit page.   He’s completely bald but has grown a mustache and goatee, and he’s dressed like a biker, which is totally out of character for him,  but I’m pretty sure that’s his smile and his eyes.  

 

Hi, I’m Carole Baskin and I’ve been writing my story since I was able to write, but when the media goes to share it, they only choose the parts that fit their idea of what will generate views.  These are my views and opinions. If I'm going to share my story, it should be the whole story.  The titles are the dates things happened. If you have any interest in who I really am please start at the beginning of this playlist: http://savethecats.org/

 

I know there will be people who take things out of context and try to use them to validate their own misconception, but you have access to the whole story.  My hope is that others will recognize themselves in my words and have the strength to do what is right for themselves and our shared planet.  

 

You can help feed the cats at no cost to you using Amazon Smile!

Visit BigCatRescue.org/Amazon-smile

 

You can see photos, videos and more, updated daily at BigCatRescue.org

 

Check out our main channel at YouTube.com/BigCatRescue

 

Music (if any) from Epidemic Sound (http://www.epidemicsound.com) This video is for entertainment purposes only and is my opinion.  Closing graphic with permission from https://youtu.be/F_AtgWMfwrk

Grand Bahama Island Reality Check

 

We had a Skype call w/ Ian Rolle from the Grand Bahama Island and concluded that due to flooding and lack of meat for the cats, it doesn’t make sense.  Alex still wants to pursue it with the Prime Minister, but I think it’s not going to happen.

 

QUESTIONS FOR INITIAL CONVERSATION WITH IAN:

 

• Describe what you currently envision this looking like?

• Are they thinking a drive through park where animals are roaming around a large area vs enclosures like ours that allow for a walking tour?

• What is you primary purpose, what you hope to accomplish?

• Attract tourists, which could drive them to Doc Antle vs. Rescue & Conservation education?

• How did it come about that they contacted us?

• How envision feeding carnivores?

• Local sources - Cost of shipping food in and any other constraints

• We describe our model - Cats in enclosures, educational walking tour.

 

DETAILED STRATEGIC AND OPERATIONAL QUESTIONS FOR OURSELVES AND THEM

 

• How does this enhance our ability to care for our cats and globally end the trade in them as pets, props and parts?

• Reaching cruise ships with our message would help stamp out cub handling in other ports but there is probably a more cost effective way to do that.

• Investment incentive - This would be a huge investment of our time and resources, at a time when we are trying to focus those on ending the private possession of big cats.  Why would we do this?

• A million visitors per year come to Freeport (pop 250,000) http://www.cruisemapper.com/ports/freeport-port-30 Things to do include shopping, casinos, snorkeling, a 12 ac botanical garden, and a nature reserve with caves.  No real competition.

• Could we have a casino to generate income for the cats?

• Could we offer cabins to overnight visitors for the full safari experience?

• Could we offer food service to guests?

• How does charging for these services work w/ us not being Bahamian citizens?  Taxation (both by Bahamas and US?)

• Investment security - Would we own the land (how much?) or would it only be a lease (how long? Secured how?)

• Any improvements we add are probably not going to be movable.

• Cats - Food - 500 lbs of fresh meat per day, including beef, turkey, chicken, rats, rabbits and sometimes specialty meats, such as pork, quail and organs (not in ratio to number of animals that could be raised on the island)  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agriculture_in_the_Bahamas

• If we were to source this locally, can they also kill (humanely), butcher and keep frozen until delivery?

• Vitamins: Currently our primary diet is beef based w/ all vitamins mixed in and brought in from Colorado by truck.

• Freezers: 17,000 lb capacity and must have generator backup so we have meat even during storms.  Who provides the electricity (as I understand it is ridiculously expensive.)  What guarantee do we have of electricity?

 

Hi, I’m Carole Baskin and I’ve been writing my story since I was able to write, but when the media goes to share it, they only choose the parts that fit their idea of what will generate views.  These are my views and opinions. If I'm going to share my story, it should be the whole story.  The titles are the dates things happened. If you have any interest in who I really am please start at the beginning of this playlist: http://savethecats.org/

 

I know there will be people who take things out of context and try to use them to validate their own misconception, but you have access to the whole story.  My hope is that others will recognize themselves in my words and have the strength to do what is right for themselves and our shared planet.  

 

You can help feed the cats at no cost to you using Amazon Smile!

Visit BigCatRescue.org/Amazon-smile

 

You can see photos, videos and more, updated daily at BigCatRescue.org

 

Check out our main channel at YouTube.com/BigCatRescue

 

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“Are you still here?” I yelled silently over the din of four lanes of rush hour traffic.

He said he was, and that panicked me even more.  Traffic was so fast and thick that I couldn’t get to him.  If there was a break in it at all, I was going to have to run.  If he really was still here, he wasn’t going to let me just pick him up, but I couldn’t carry the bag, the blanket and a net, AND run, so I opted to leave the net.  In between cars I could see his fur moving.  I just couldn’t tell if he was breathing or if it was the rush of air from the passing cars.

 

Finally a gap large enough for me to race to him.  He looked so perfect, just a bit of blood at his nose and mouth.  His fur fluttered, and I asked again, “Are you here?”  Again, he insisted he was, but he sounded confused.  Just to be sure, I threw the thin blanket over him as I scooped his body to mine.  If he did wake up, at least there was a bit of cloth between us, and I had a good enough grip that I felt I could wrestle him to the truck...but as soon as I touched him, I knew he wasn’t “still here”... not in the sense that he thought he was any way.  Rigor mortis had set in.

 

I want to make sure this bobcat is the only casualty here today, so I roll him over on his back and check his stomach for signs of nursing.  At this time, I don’t know he’s a male and he’s quite fat, but not smelly, so I’m wondering if this is a pregnant female or a nursing mom, but there’s no sign of that.  Spirits don’t seem to have gender.

 

The median we were in was only a few feet across, so cars and trucks were whizzing past.  There was more blood than I first had seen, once I pulled him close.  I tried to be as respectful as possible whilst getting him into the plastic bag.  People were yelling as they drove by, “Is that a black panther?” and “Is that a jaguar?”  I ignored them and told the lifeless body that I’d take his old suit to Big Cat Rescue so that look-y-loos weren’t gawking at him anymore.

 

Finding a break in traffic to get him back to the van wasn’t quite as long, or maybe it just seemed shorter, since I knew now there wasn’t a life to be saved.   One of the ignoramuses, who had yelled out the window saying, “That’s a jaguar, isn’t it?” was making a U turn to come up behind my parked truck.  I put the wrapped body into a carrier and closed the door, just as the first guy comes up, camera in hand, asking if he can take a picture with the jaguar.  His half wit companion is yelling from further back, “Is it a jaguar? Is it? Is it?”

 

I tell both idiots that it’s a Florida bobcat, who is dead.  The big guy asks if Florida bobcats live here.  I want to say something snarky about the name, but let it pass.  Then he presses in close to me and asks me to open the carrier so he can get a picture.  I tell him he’s rude, shut the camper door down in his face and got back in the truck.  I have to wait again for quite some time to get a break in traffic so I can head back to the sanctuary, where the body will be weighed, bagged, tagged and put in the freezer for Honor Thy Pet to come get him.  They will cremate him and his ashes will be buried with Divinity and others when we plant the next trees.

 

As I start the hour long drive back, I sense he’s “still here” in a spiritual sense.  I try to explain what’s going on.  I ask if he wants to come in.  I set the ground rules first and let him know that there are a lot of us in here.  Some are full time residents.  Some come and go.  But the rules are the same for everyone; you can experience life through my body, but you have to defer to cooler heads and gentler spirits.  For instance:  “I’ll let you drive, but you aren’t going to start smashing into cars just because one of them hit you.  Got it?”

 

I always wonder how the equilibrium is kept in here, but it is, so I keep offering a ride to “strangers”.  I guess none of them is as strange as me, so that keeps things in check.  At any rate, it always feels the same.  Whether they

Today is Mom’s 77th birthday

 

Yesterday she seemed to be having fun with Fred Lively at the Ft Meade Tractor Pull.  Today she’s bringing my cousin, Rickie Stairs and his family for the Kids Tour.  I offered to lead their tour, but she said the Kids Tour experience would be better for the kids and she’s right.  I’m not very “kid friendly” to say the least.  I don’t believe in sugar coating their world.  How will they ever become an important part of society, if they are raised un aware?

 

Hi, I’m Carole Baskin and I’ve been writing my story since I was able to write, but when the media goes to share it, they only choose the parts that fit their idea of what will generate views.  These are my views and opinions. If I'm going to share my story, it should be the whole story.  The titles are the dates things happened. If you have any interest in who I really am please start at the beginning of this playlist: http://savethecats.org/

 

I know there will be people who take things out of context and try to use them to validate their own misconception, but you have access to the whole story.  My hope is that others will recognize themselves in my words and have the strength to do what is right for themselves and our shared planet.  

 

You can help feed the cats at no cost to you using Amazon Smile!

Visit BigCatRescue.org/Amazon-smile

 

You can see photos, videos and more, updated daily at BigCatRescue.org

 

Check out our main channel at YouTube.com/BigCatRescue

 

Music (if any) from Epidemic Sound (http://www.epidemicsound.com) This video is for entertainment purposes only and is my opinion.  Closing graphic with permission from https://youtu.be/F_AtgWMfwrk

Just a quick update here relative to our finances. February is our major Board meeting of the year and before that our Finance Committee meets.  We have pretty much concluded there would never likely be an opportunity to have a meeting of the minds with your dad on acquiring your 10 acres and that we should take the $700k or so we have re-accumulated above the Board's liquid reserve requirement and invest it long term.

 

Back when we spoke years ago about the price I was feeling threatened by development. But I've come to realize that control of our 9 acres is pretty good protection.  While I totally understand an owner posturing to argue for value, when you dad talks about buyers other than Chris Daye being interested, with the access issues, I don't see how anyone but Chris could buy it.

 

Fortunately for you, Chris is unique in the industry in terms of his integrity and I expect at some point you will manage to make a deal with him. Timing just may depend on whether what is already one of the longest expansions in history continues for enough years.

 

Chris purchasing the property does not threaten us like the residential plans of a home builder I was not sure I could trust.  He knows what concerns we have about the kind of development that we feel would not be threatening and I think he has respect for what our opposition to a development means.  It is also unlikely he would have a project that required only your ten acres. Most likely he would also need our 9 acres.  So I feel pretty well protected against a residential development that I view as potentially causing us a problem.

 

Your dad is absolutely entitled to have his view of the value and I don't want to risk a repeat of the strained incident where he seemed insulted at any different suggestion of value.  As you know, a developer values property based on what he can build profitably. We are not a developer, so for us, additional property is a buffer.  So absent the fear I had a few years ago that drove my thought to use the $1mm over reserves we had at that time, there just is not a reason to stretch.

 

How much of the property is usable upland is relevant to a developer, but not really to me when looking at buffer.  Again, I understand your dad being an experienced negotiator arguing for 8 upland acres.  Technically he may be right.  But years ago I talked with an environmental engineer who worked for developers. A chunk of the upland is in a 100 foot wide strip south of the wetland that is too narrow build anything on. So I'm not sure a developer is going to buy the idea that there are 8 acres of upland.  But, 6 acres may be all Chris needs to assign a value you can agree on.

 

The other factor that makes me think we could never buy it is that your dad, or perhaps the other owners he represents, never seemed to place any value on the idea of a cash deal.  He or they wanted us to pay cash at the same price as a developer putting up a small deposit contingent on rezoning, etc. and, implicitly, on the economy since a downturn tends to put a stop to many projects.

 

As I have mentioned to you, after our meeting where we could not agree, we used our funds to buy properties along North Meadowview to house interns and staff and rent out. By paying cash we typically paid 70-80% of market because of the value of the cash deal.  But again, it is totally up to a seller whether a cash deal like that has value. It does to my Board - that is what they expect me to present.  Since the cash deal we could have done does not apparently have value to your dad or the other owners, it is hard to think we could ever buy the property.

 

I don't mean to go on, and none of it may be meaningful because you might well have already concluded that the ultimate sale will have to be with Chris. I just wanted to give enough explanation so no one was offended if you ever had in mind to renew our talks and I had to decline for lack of funds.  Once we put the funds in long term instru

For the most part Howie keeps me from poking the bear, but neither of us could resist this.  Howie wrote it as if it were from me, and I posted it to my Facebook page, expecting Joe will see it.

 

Usually I avoid commenting on the antics of Joe Schreibvogel aka Maldonado aka Passage. But tonight I just can’t help myself because this is just too absurd for words.

 

This evening Joe posted a video on Facebook of himself in a recording studio claiming he was going to record a song in memory of his deceased husband who apparently accidentally shot himself in the head. In my view, the only thing that drives Joe is getting attention. One way he has gotten it in recent years, in addition to running for President in 2016 and now for Governor of Oklahoma, is to claim he is a singer.

 

It is hard to imagine how anyone who hears his nasal speaking voice could believe that the voice on the songs is really his.  But the people he has duped into believing his nonsense seem to.  In actual fact, for years he has paid singer Vince Johnson to sing the songs.  Then Joe makes a video lip-syncing the song and claims it is himself singing.

 

Here is the video he posted tonight saying he is at a studio where he plans to record – listen to his speaking voice if his page lets you view it.  Please do not comment on his page - it just feeds his need for attention and gives him your Facebook name to harass.

 

https://ourstage.com/profile/theclintonjohnsonband/songs

Attachment audio file called KillerCarol 12/11/17

 

Joe really wants me to record this song I wrote for him. I had a friend do a rough demo But he wants me and the band. To keep the charade going. And he’s willing to pay for it. I would much rather help you to get the slimy conniving creep, But a man has to eat

 

Vince sent this email on 10/9/14

 

In a nutshell-money.  I’ve wrote a song about you I’m set to record it next week its not very flattering I’ll send it to you.  seems to me life's to short for petty vendettas but Joe hates you and I assume you feel the same.  I have nothing what so ever against you you may be a fine woman you for sure have beautiful eyes but a man has to make a living.

Remember  “No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity But I know none, and therefore am no beast - William Shakespeare

 

I wrote him back:

 

That's too bad.  You really do have an amazing talent.

 

I believe that we are all on a path to enlightenment and that we are just at different stages along that path.  I don't care what Joe says about me, or what he pays you to sing about me.  I won't hold it against you at all.

 

My only reason for being involved with him is because I believe that wild cats are too magnificent to be bred for life in cages.  I believe that breeding them, using their cubs as money making props, and then discarding or warehousing them is cruel.  I expose that cruelty where ever I find it and when I exposed what Joe was doing, under all of his aliases, he decided to take on the alias of Big Cat Rescue Entertainment.

 

I sued him for copyright and trademark infringement and got over a million dollar judgment against him.  I am now chasing him through bankruptcy court.  I had to protect our good name and he could have quit trying to confuse the public by using our name at any time, and saved us all the hassle, but he is too full of pride and hatred to behave any differently than he does.  I have learned to be more patient and forgiving throughout all of this and maybe he's learned some life lessons as well.

 

In the end I think we are all moving toward doing and being better.

 

I hope you find the big break you deserve.  Such a magnificent voice; it is just cruel (toward you) to have it attributed to such a person as he is at this point in his evolution.

 

Vince wrote back:

 

As I said one needs to make a living.  from I Saw A Tiger to You Cant Believe The Terry Thompson Story etc.  I don’t lose sleep over tigers and I think Thompson was a creep  but I was paid to mak

I would love to move to the Bahamas.

Today I got this interesting invite:

 

Dear Carole/Jamie (and Susan!),

 

I am the new British Chief Technology Officer (CTO) of the Grand Bahama Port Authority (GBPA) and work directly with its President, Ian Rolle, the Minister of State (Kwasi Thomson), and the Ministry of Tourism.

 

GBPA administrates the sovereign City of Freeport and acts as a "government within a government" on the island of Grand Bahama, owning approximately 235 sq miles of land which reminds me a lot of my own time in Africa. We are only 52 miles from West Palm Beach and can see the lights of the US coast from the West End of the island.

 

We recently had our American design agency here for a field trip and we all remarked how the place looked like a Safari park. We already have a world-renowned dolphin sanctuary here which prides itself on its ethics, and the Discovery Channel can be regularly found filming the coast.

 

As part of a huge regeneration project this year underway to refurbish the beaches, we have been discussing the idea of establishing a home for big cats on the island. Bahamians are famous for their deep love of animals and the ecosystem in general, with the islands being the world's fishing and sailing capitals. After 14 years of waiting, we are lighting a fire under the need for development and need to make some dramatic changes.

 

However, we have little to no current knowledge of whether the landform itself would be suitable habitat for a conservation effort. The ground is largely limestone, and covered in Casuarina pine forests, grassland, and palm scrub. That said, i have it directly from the President that any modification needed would be welcome and supported. To me, the entire place looks like lion country, particularly the forests.

 

We have been working with a few academic researchers/specialists in the field to determine which, if any, animals we might be able to accommodate. We have a large workforce who would be eager to contribute.

 

I have it on direct authority from the President and MoT that we would be open and willing to donate a very large amount of land to the initiative, entirely free-of-charge, to enable to us to reach further to our goal of regenerating the island through tourism and technology. GBPA has absolute authority over the free trade zone area and does not need government approval for conveyancing or other such hurdles.

 

Obviously, we have no clear idea of your own needs, or whether it would even be an attractive offer in the first place.

 

Would you be interested in accepting a fully-paid invitation to come to Grand Bahama, or for us to travel to you, to discuss such a proposition?  Yours,  Alex Cameron. Chief Technology Officer, GBPA

 

My reply:

 

Hi Alex,  Well, your email is certainly the most interesting thing that has come across my desk this week!  I've looped in my husband, Howard, and our Director of Research, Lauren.

 

Can you clarify for me if the goal is to create a contained wildlife park for tourism purposes, or if you are thinking to "re-wild" the entire island by introducing species who were native at one time, but no longer thrive there?  I'm not aware of any cat species that were ever native to Grand Bahama and introducing them to run at large could dramatically impair your eco system.

 

How much land are you thinking to devote to this?

 

I really love the idea of huge expanses where wild cats can roam, but they are all solitary by nature, except for lions who are related, so it could be difficult to see a single cat on several acres of land.  I'm really interested to know more.

 

Then Alex responded:

 

Good evening guys - that's wonderful to hear, and glad i could have put a smile on your face and raised an eyebrow!

 

Ian (the President) and I were talking today and his son is actually in his second semester at Tampa University, so he's planning a visit to you regardless (we both absolutely love big cats). Unfortunately i can't visit a

I didn’t take a pay check from Big Cat Rescue for the first 20 years, and had to fund its operation from my own real estate investment business during that time, because there is no money (for personal gain) in working with big cats.  We raise four million dollars a year and our expenses are about 3.5 million per annum, so we are able to use that excess to build up a trust fund for the cats, to build the capital improvements we need, such as the vacation yards and hospital, and this year raised our donation to projects in the wild from 50,000 to 80,000.  Now that we’ve built all of the buildings we need, and most of the infrastructure, we hope to continue increasing those funds to projects protecting exotic cats in the wild.

 

This money is raised from tour fees, gift shop sales and donations.   We are expanding our online gift shop sales channels to raise more money to protect more cats.  We fully expect our federal bill to pass and when it does, there will be fewer and fewer big cats in need of rescue from private homes and roadside zoos.  As that industry dies out we can turn to more protection of the U.S.’ native cats and those abroad.  Our vision is a world where all wild cats live free.

 

Hi, I’m Carole Baskin and I’ve been writing my story since I was able to write, but when the media goes to share it, they only choose the parts that fit their idea of what will generate views.  These are my views and opinions. If I'm going to share my story, it should be the whole story.  The titles are the dates things happened. If you have any interest in who I really am please start at the beginning of this playlist: http://savethecats.org/

 

I know there will be people who take things out of context and try to use them to validate their own misconception, but you have access to the whole story.  My hope is that others will recognize themselves in my words and have the strength to do what is right for themselves and our shared planet.  

 

You can help feed the cats at no cost to you using Amazon Smile!

Visit BigCatRescue.org/Amazon-smile

 

You can see photos, videos and more, updated daily at BigCatRescue.org

 

Check out our main channel at YouTube.com/BigCatRescue

 

Music (if any) from Epidemic Sound (http://www.epidemicsound.com) This video is for entertainment purposes only and is my opinion.  Closing graphic with permission from https://youtu.be/F_AtgWMfwrk

Animal Finders Guide Goes Belly Up

I heard Howie exclaim, delightedly, that he got a letter from Pat and Sharon Hoctor refunding the balance of his subscription and announcing the demise of the Animal Finders Guide.   After 34 years of being the only such industry magazine, they no longer had enough advertisers to make the magazine profitable.  That is due largely to the laws that are passing, state by state, county by county, and city by city, that ban the private possession of dangerous wild animals.  It’s a happy end to a horrible era.

 

You might ask why we have a subscription and it was used by us, and probably most of their existing subscribers, as a tool for finding out who was breeding and selling so that we could target those areas for better laws to ban such acts.

 

Hi, I’m Carole Baskin and I’ve been writing my story since I was able to write, but when the media goes to share it, they only choose the parts that fit their idea of what will generate views.  These are my views and opinions. If I'm going to share my story, it should be the whole story.  The titles are the dates things happened. If you have any interest in who I really am please start at the beginning of this playlist: http://savethecats.org/

 

I know there will be people who take things out of context and try to use them to validate their own misconception, but you have access to the whole story.  My hope is that others will recognize themselves in my words and have the strength to do what is right for themselves and our shared planet.  

 

You can help feed the cats at no cost to you using Amazon Smile!

Visit BigCatRescue.org/Amazon-smile

 

You can see photos, videos and more, updated daily at BigCatRescue.org

 

Check out our main channel at YouTube.com/BigCatRescue

 

Music (if any) from Epidemic Sound (http://www.epidemicsound.com) This video is for entertainment purposes only and is my opinion.  Closing graphic with permission from https://youtu.be/F_AtgWMfwrk