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Some of us like to go out and catch them and kill them and eat them. Some of us like to hunt them and shoot them and eat them. Some of us like to raise them, care for them and eat them. Some of us just like to eat them. And some of us name them and name their seasons and name their hours, and some of us, in our curiosity, open them up and study them with our tools and name their parts. We capture them, mark them and release them, and then we track them and spy on them and enter their lives and affect their lives and abandon their lives. We breed them and manipulate them and alter them. Some of us experiment upon them. We put them on tethers and leashes, in shackles and harnesses, in cages and boxes, inside fences and walls. We put them in yokes and muzzles. We want them to carry us and pull us and haul for us. And we want some of them to be our companions, some of them to ride on our fingers and some to ride sitting on our wrists or on our shoulders and some to ride in our arms, ride..