The Cellar - May 25, 2007: Growing panda cub

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Sironimus Pratt wrote @ May 18th, 2007 at 4:48 pm We must protect these beautiful creatures for future generations. They are too valuable.
In all my travels I have never seen an animal so useful to the human race. In 1983 I traveled in to Xianxiang, China as part of a class on industrial development in China. I loved it so much that I petitioned for a work Visa, so that I could roam the countryside performing odd jobs and meeting the locals. My greatest joys came when I was connected with a Northern China man that guarded the habitat of the Panda from environmentally unconscious poachers. After a 7 month internship the man revealed that the brutal and senseless sport killings had dropped dramatically in previous years, and that the organization actually had more cub projects than it could afford to take care of. I propositioned that perhaps if I would donate a sum equivalent to about $2300 US dollars, I would be allowed to take a Panda for myself. I was overwhelmed. I would be the first white man allowed to hunt the great Panda in over 6 years. I set to my task and eventually found a gargantuan girl lallygagging about in a tree. I had carried along my 30-06 purchased for $30 in Zhengzhou that I had previously trued. Don’t worry I have top notch workmanship skills and killed the beast in a very humane fashion. She was dead before she hit the ground. I perfect heart shot. To my dismay I realized she had a cub. After returning with the good news of the hunt and the bad news of the cub, I donated the scrapper to Mr. Cho’s care center. I had to honor his mother so I gutted her and shared the meat with a nearby village. The flavor was the most exquisite meat I’d ever tasted. It melted on the pallet like fine sushi or Kobe beef might. The locals all took pieces of the bones as in China this is considered good luck. In order to thank me for the gift I’d bestowed on their land an elderly woman fashioned the skin in to tunic of sorts. I still have this today although I must confess I don’t really wear it as the head is intact and looks like a rather barbaric warrior costume not to mention its weight. Occasionally I I will don it at a dinner function, and a good time is had by most. We must be environmentally conscious if we are to preserve this magnificent beast. We must offset what we kill, and use the entire carcass if this animal is to survive.
Fortunately the modern hunter is also the greatest environmentalist. Things are looking up or my friend THE PANDA BEAR.