There Was No Last Animal I Treated.

I Wish People Would Realize That Animals Are Totally Dependent On Us, Helpless, Like Children, A Trust That Is Put Upon Us.

I Love Writing About My Job Because I Loved It, And It Was A Particularly Interesting One When I Was A Young Man. It Was Like Holidays With Pay To Me.

I Became A Connoisseur Of That Nasty Thud A Manuscript Makes When It Comes Through The Letter Box.

At Times It Seemed Unfair That I Should Be Paid For My Work; For Driving Out In The Early Morning With The Fields Glittering Under The First Pale Sunshine And The Wisps Of Mist Still Hanging On The High Tops.

If Having A Soul Means Being Able To Feel Love And Loyalty And Gratitude, Then Animals Are Better Off Than A Lot Of Humans. I Hope To Make People Realize How Totally Helpless Animals Are, How Dependent On Us, Trusting As A Child Must That We Will Be Kind And Take Care Of Their Needs ...[they] Are An Obligation Put On Us, A Responsibility We Have No Right To Neglect, Nor To Violate By Cruelty.