Every time I see this commercial I feel torn.
I'm sad for the animals, but wonder if Sarah McLachlan could buy all of them.
Reminds me of a McLachlan story. She once let her screaming child ruin the ambiance of a very expensive Boston restaurant. Apparently little Tarquin (or whatever the kids name is), was allowed to shout and scream while the diners paying $300 a plate each looked on in horror/anguish/pain.