When I was about 2 years old, I found a bee that had been stepped on on the foot path, and so I picked it up to rescue it, and it stung me on the hand. From that day forward, I've been terrified of bees.
My dad dedicated his life to getting across the wildlife message, and I love that I can carry on his legacy. I want to make sure his message never dies.
With Dad, he was the ultimate wildlife warrior, and we admired him more than anything.
I feel like I'm nothing without wildlife. They are the stars. I feel awkward without them.
As I'm getting older, I'm really learning unconditional love and loyalty are extremely important.
I always think the true test of free speech is when someone says something you don't like.
