Tuesday, May 13, 2008
my story
My story, is not much different from your story. Except that my story has no happy ending. I am a southern California sea otter. I am 4 feet long, weigh forty five pounds and I am the second smallest marine mammal. I am also really cute and have luxurious fur. Which is the reason why my ancestors were hunted. Today sea otters are no longer hunted because we are considered endangered species. Unfortunaly the endangered species act does not protect us from all dangers. Some of these dangers are oil spills, diseases, habitat loss, food limition and shellfish fisheries. For example, a couple months ago I heard that a chemical in cat litter can kill sea otters. But I am not writing this blog to tell you all about amazing facts on sea otters, though sea otters are pretty amazing. I am writing about various events that are happening to the earth and animals and how cruel humans can be at times. Everyday, for fifteen days I will write about something that is happening to the animal kingdom and the enviroment.
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I think that talking through the eyes of an otter is really interesting, one thing you could add that would be cool was ur fight with the oil companies... Maybe throw out a few names and how their killing your family?
That would be a good idea but,oil companies are not intentionally killing sea otters. What kills us is the oil spills. It poisons the food we eat and also mats are fur so we die of hypothermia.Us sea otters do not have a layer of blubber to keep us warm. Just really thick fur. It is all oil companies that pose a threat to us.
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