Wild horse advocates held placards and waved down motorists Sunday to protest a federal roundup, by the Bureau of Land Management Monday, of mustangs from private and public lands in Nevada.
“Mommy, Mommy, it’s Christmas time, you should not be crying. Why are you crying, Mommy?
You have been crying since Christmas eve day, the day you read something in the newspaper about the wild ponies. It was something about a judge saying OK to round up the wild ponies but I don’t understand, Mommy.
You and daddy never let us run our ponies in the snow, you say that it is bad for them that they might trip and fall. When it is deep they can work too hard and hurt themselves so how come the bad men are chasing the wild ponies through the snow, Mommy? I don’t understand.
Advocates Call on President Obama to Give America’s Wild Horses a Christmas Reprieve Washington, DC (December 23, 2009). . . . Wild horse advocates today celebrated a partial victory as U.S. District Court Judge Paul L. Friedman ordered a lawsuit challenging a Bureau of Land Management roundup of […]
Twas the night before Christmas on our public land
Not a Mustang was stirring, knowing what was at hand.
They huddled in fear hoping someone would care,
In hopes that the advocates soon would be there
“In light of both current events and the season please allow us to present to you this small and simple tale of horses, people and our world, today. May each and everyone of you reach out to not only each other but to the beautiful and special creatures that share this planet with us. ”
On the first day of Christmas, Ken Salazar gave me…..
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