2 petitions

It is really important that you sign two petitions: the Vivavaquita petition, http://www.change.org/petitions/prevent-the-extinction-of-the-vaquita-porpoise-the-worlds-most-endangered-marine-mammal, and the Save the Whales petition, http://www.change.org/petitions/save-the-vaquita-porpoise-the-worlds-most-endangered-marine-mammal, on Change.org. To sign these petitions, you must simply click the link, fill out your information, and press the sign button. If you are already a Change.org member, just log in and sign. Both petitions only need a couple hundred more signatures, so PLEASE sign them and tell all your friends. If these petitions reach their goals, the Vaquita can be saved!

CEDO 2012

In recognition of the extremely critical situation of the Vaquita, CEDO is directing most of its 2012 fundraising efforts to the protection of this critically endangered species. Any purchases in the coming year will support local fishermen’s and CEDO’s cooperative efforts at reducing by-catch in the Northern Gulf, in strengthening public and social policies and practices to protect the Vaquita’s habitat, and in educating the public on this little porpoise. New research on the Vaquita will be published onto CEDO’s website soon: http://myemail.constantcontact.com/Happy-Holidays-from-CEDO.html?soid=1103804400006&aid=0kt8vw91kEA

‘Twas the night before V-mas

Christmas Special!

‘Twas the night before V-mas,

And all through the pod

Vaquita were gossiping,

With whispers and nods.

The fish were packed in the coral with care,

In hopes that St. Blue Whale would soon be there.

The calves all rested on the water’s surface,

But they couldn’t sleep because they were nervous.

The parents set out the croakers and milk,

And lay on their seabeds, softer than silk.

When up on the surface arose such a splash

That sounded like Narwhals in heated clash.

Papa V swam to the top like a jet.

And guess who was there? Guess whom he met?

St. Blue Whale, floating with a smirk.

Warm eyes and a smile, he couldn’t be a jerk.

He had eight antsy dolphins pulling his reins,

And a sack full of treats like seaweed canes.

He left some presents under the Christmas Reef,

And called to his dolphins, “Now Swimmer, now Spinner, now Breacher and Sleef,

On Logger, on Ringer, on Pinger and Turf!”

And St. Whale and his pod swam off in the surf.