Yesterday I gave up on my belief that I can make a positive difference with respect to wildlife after one of my chipmunk pals ingested poison on a neighboring property.
I want to be an “influencer” but not in the arena of nonsense like “buy this wrinkle filler” or “click here to get a discount on my favorite $400 t-shirt, I’m so obsessed!” I don’t make any money from this. I simply want to spark an interest in wildlife. I want people to fall in love with their own backyard, so to speak. I do this because those living, breathing intelligent mammals who experience pain, fear and suffering deserve our respect and kindness. They’re the underdogs and I will always be in their corner. It’s been that way my entire life. The insect poster child of pollinators, the Monarch butterfly, is essential to our survival. Their population has declined more than 80%!
Someone I know who bought my book Wishy the Bookworm Chipmunk fell in love with him. He would bring it up every time I saw him and tell me it brings him a lot of joy. I asked if Wishy inspired him to see the chipmunks in his yard differently? His entire countenance changed into something somewhat demonic as he said: “Oh, you don’t don’t want to know about the things I do to them!” Seriously. I walked away.Continue reading “Give them an inch and they’ll take it!”