Precious
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Remembering the King
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hunters of their ancestry, and I see it in their character.
There are no more majestic creatures than the big cats that roam the savanna. If we don't curb the way these creatures are hunted for sport and nurture their natural environment they will be gone by 2050.
"Remembering the King" is another portrait of Cecil, who was lured off the reserve, injured, and tracked for 48 hours in 2015. We haven't forgotten.
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