ByJuliette Boselli

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This letter is addressed to the trapping community. My sweet little dog should be dead. A week ago a friend was skiing with her from a popular trailhead off the Denali Highway when she was caught in a Conibear trap. There were no signs or any indication that traps were in the area. Had not my friend been tenacious and creative — she used her boot laces to tie one side of the trap open while she used both hands to open the other side — my dog would not have survived. It is a miracle she did.

So I ask you, the trapping community, what does it take for you to care about your neighbors, your community and your fellow trail users? How many beloved pets have to die, how many hearts have to break, how much suffering are you willing to inflict before…