So in answer to my own question below (and you can probably guess the answer), when I think of feminist, I generally think of someone like me. I'm always a tad bit shocked when I learn that a liberal minded person does not think of themselves as a feminist. I think of it a bit like Fred put it, that it's about the rights of people regardless of gender (or race or creed or ability, etc.).
I know that often people today associate feminism with hard-core, radical, often lesbian, activists. But really feminism is about women having the same rights and access to all of the things in society that men have rights and access to. The idea that a feminist is unattractive or strident is a backlash against feminism...a very old one, but still terribly effective.
Okay, enough about that right now...I'm sure it'll come back up someday. It always does.
Sunshine posted a very interesting question for me in the comments below. I can't remember exactly, but I think it was because she was my 10,000 visitor (and now my 15,000!). The question is that finding myself in a situation in which I witness a man abusing a dog that has just attacked him, what would I do?
I guess that it depends on whether or not I was aware of the attack by the dog. I have to admit that my first inclination would be not to try to break up any situation in which there was violence occuring (unless there was a child in danger, then I would jump in). I'd probably call 911, especially if I thought the dog was dangerous or if it was obvious that the man was injured. However, if the dog was not currently menacing or was obviously not in a position to defend itself, I would probably try to stop any needless suffering of the animal.
I am of the opinion that a dog does not attack without some kind of provocation or training/abuse, unless there is something very wrong with the dog. My order of priority would be that nobody was in danger from the dog, then to see about securing the safety of the dog.
Okay, I'm done. I'm not looking forward to work tomorrow because I get to deal with that leftover situation from Tuesday that still makes my stomach hurt.