OR-7 needs a lady valentine
Today is St. Valentine’s Day. Love is all around us. There will be red hearts, chocolates, flowers, maybe some jewelry, and that special night of fine dining. But for OR-7 (many of you know him by the moniker of JOURNEY), there is no love. There will not be a lady participating in his meal or sharing his den.
Now, since it is this time of the season, why can’t the Fish and Game Department or the federal wildlife people just catch a nice femela lup (Romanian for she-wolf). Crate the lady up and load her onto a helicopter. Fly to the southern Cascades and drop her off near OR-7. It wouldn’t need to be very close, I’m sure he’d find his Valentine. She would hear that lonely howl piercing the night.
He needs a mate. During the last three years, he’s traveled so far. He has entered California three or four times — nothing there. The authorities know right where he is. Give the lonely guy some help. He has proven he’s a great hunter. He looks like he’s in great shape and he hasn’t bothered livestock. OR-7 is from the first litter to be born in Oregon. His mother, Sophia, wants grand-pups.
I’m sure there is a fund for occasions like this and I do not want to hear it would be tampering with Mother Nature. You know what I mean; authorities are presently shooting barred owls in an attempt to preserve the spotted owl.