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I started volunteering my time at the Humane Society because of my growing concern for animal welfare. For most of my life, I gave no thought to the suffering of animals in the world. But it gradually sank in, bit by bit. First my mom's tiny goldfish, which inhabited a small bowl with barely any space to move around and nothing to capture their interest. I felt so sorry for them, having to swim in circles every day in their own waste water. I pitied the lobsters kept in tanks at restaurants, tied up and crowded together, selected to be someone's dinner, thrown alive into pots of boiling water. I learned how domestic pets were abused, overbred, neglected - the huge number of animals euthanized because of overpopulation and poor psychological conditioning as the consequences of poor ownership. And then I started reading about the horrific treatment of farm animals in this country, as well as the various industries and practices which involve the wanton abuse and slaughter of common and endangered animals around the world. It broke my heart, and still does. I decided to do something. The Humane Society is a wonderful organization that works toward the improvement of animal welfare in my state. It's a small start, a way I can participate in the movement locally. But I think it's better than inaction.
I've learned to value the existence of all animals (except, I'm kinda iffy about insects). My studies into different species reveal incredible aspects of the natural world, outside of human civilization; I continue to be amazed by life.
I've learned to value the existence of all animals (except, I'm kinda iffy about insects). My studies into different species reveal incredible aspects of the natural world, outside of human civilization; I continue to be amazed by life.