I was born in Kingston-Upon-Thames in Surrey, England, in 1949. I enjoy my coworkers’ passion about their jobs, cryptic crossword puzzles, comedy of all kinds, the presence of my human companion, mathematical puzzles … anything that takes my mind off of cruelty to animals.
I was drawn to animals from childhood, even as one might be drawn to Legos or art. It was a natural and commanding part of my life.
In adulthood, it was bad luck that led me to animal work. I was enjoying idiotic pleasures when a neighbor moved away, abandoning nineteen cats. As a result, I visited an animal shelter, and found the conditions to be very poor. From then on, I have moved through various spheres of animal suffering, and my own evolution of understanding.
I became a vegetarian after finding a starving pig in a barn, and later that night, finding that I had pork chops in my refrigerator. I put two and two together. Like most people, I can be a slow learner, and it took time to realize the extent of my participation in animal pain and death.
I would rather be pulling injured animals out of gutters, but I concentrate on administration: keeping the whole “machine” functional