I'm not a big animal guy. I mean, I love a good dog bouncing about, but I'm not exactly the armchair activist who wants you to keep your teeth off the meat.
That said: I grew up in and about sub-Saharan Africa. Most of my childhood memories involve driving through wildlife reserves with a drunk [and jovial] father at the wheel. I remember having a Rhino chase down our car, and my mother screaming as we reversed at full tilt along a bumpy dirt road. I remember being freaked out when an elephant stopped to stare into our window because my dad was making wild cow noises. I remember being even more bothered when that one elephant turned into nine.
We have a responsibility to see this nature preserved for future generations. I loved my childhood, and others should have the same opportunity to mis-remember the magic.
This is my stand; join in.