Sure it has been posted, but it's worth it again!
OK, OK, Now I get it, Our Government bureaucrats at work, That's why they went to college, to make statements like that, doesn't take much to figure these guy's out. One for the Rancher, zero for the Sierra Club and the Forest Service.
The Sierra Club and the U.S. Forest Service were presenting an alternative to the Wyoming ranchers for controlling the coyote population. It seems that after years of the ranchers using the tried and true method of shooting or trapping the predators, the Sierra Club had a "more humane" solution to this issue. What they were proposing was for the animals to be captured alive. The males would then be castrated and let loose again. This was ACTUALLY proposed by the Sierra Club and by the U.S. Forest Service. All of the ranchers thought about this amazing idea for a couple of minutes. Finally an old fellow wearing a big cowboy hat in the back of the conference room stood up, tipped his hat back and said; "Son, I don't think you understand our problem here... these coyotes ain't fu¢kin' our sheep... they're eatin' 'em!" The meeting never really got back to order. . .
OK, OK, Now I get it, Our Government bureaucrats at work, That's why they went to college, to make statements like that, doesn't take much to figure these guy's out. One for the Rancher, zero for the Sierra Club and the Forest Service.
The Sierra Club and the U.S. Forest Service were presenting an alternative to the Wyoming ranchers for controlling the coyote population. It seems that after years of the ranchers using the tried and true method of shooting or trapping the predators, the Sierra Club had a "more humane" solution to this issue. What they were proposing was for the animals to be captured alive. The males would then be castrated and let loose again. This was ACTUALLY proposed by the Sierra Club and by the U.S. Forest Service. All of the ranchers thought about this amazing idea for a couple of minutes. Finally an old fellow wearing a big cowboy hat in the back of the conference room stood up, tipped his hat back and said; "Son, I don't think you understand our problem here... these coyotes ain't fu¢kin' our sheep... they're eatin' 'em!" The meeting never really got back to order. . .
