I am a Victim of the Canned Hunting Industry

Great Cats of the "World"

……Look at me. Remember my Face….
My Beautiful mother was forced to breed many times in her life, so she could produce as many litter of cubs like me as possible.
I was taken away from her, when I was only a few days old….I cannot imagine her grief losing me, as I can only remember mine…
I got sick, I was stressed because of losing my mother, I was not fed properly, I lost some of my hair, and no one cared, Not even the tourists who came to see me, because if they knew the “truth” they would not have paid to hold me, to never let me have peace. All they wanted to do was hold me. I needed my mother , not them………
My life will consist of being patted, mauled, forced to be held, while camera flashes go off in my face over and…

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