Jerry Owens surrounds himself with the sounds he likes to hear.  Eating.  He runs the Black Beauty Ranch, a place with a storybook name built from a nightmare.  It is a haven for nearly 5-thousand animals each year.  They are rescued from ghettos of neglect.  There are burros pulled from the Grand Canyon.  Goats from an island used for Navy bombing practice. And horses whose previous owners only fed them when they rode them.  Owens is a one man army against cruelty, a Texas constable who figured long ago that people who hurt animals eventually will hurt people.