344 years of Fear

Dear, Mr. Governor,

Being a wolf is hard, harder than being a human I dare say.  We need food and we need lots of it to satisfy a whole pack.  Now, we thank you, because your People have successfully  made it even harder. Your people  have built  paths of asphalt that bring death to my people and our food. Now when we attack unprotected live stock in a field what do you do?

You hunt us, a only recently  non-endangered species! Why?Why do you treat us so!  It wasn’t always like this. We were living peacefully, our only foes other wolves or Native Americans (who hunted us fairly)  until you Americans came in 1630 with your sticks of death until we were added to the endangered species list in1974 . just think: 344 years of Taxidermy. 344 years of you killing our fathers, mothers, sons, daughters , partners and friends. 344 years of fear.  now  you take us off the endangered list to kill us and hunt us because there are ‘too much’ of us. Come on man.  You see ,just last week my mate, Vilna, was trapped in a trap and by the time she escaped she had lost  too much blood. She died the next day.

I was almost killed by a hunter, who killed my friend  and  then picked him up and threw him into a pile of dead wolves in his ominous 4 wheeled machine. He turned on me with his fire stick, a beast of hate and uncaring, and tripped  shooting his foot.  The  evil beast got into his $ wheeled machine and drove away he was the spark that ignited our anger.

Us wolves beg you to change your ways.  Your reputation is stained by the blood of our fallen leaders.  Now I have one last question… why do you treat us like animals!