Honestly, Nell, no animals were harmed in the writing of this column. Decades before anti-cruelty standards were established in Hollywood, many of our fine furry friends, particularly the dogs and horses used in Westerns and biblical epics, were shot, beaten and driven off cliffs by directors all in the name of a good take. When actress/filmmaker and animal-rights advocate Nell Shipman packed up her entire menagerie of wild critters and relocated north to Priest Lake, in 1922, she was thumbing her nose at the cruel insensitivity she perceived in Hollywood. Not only did Shipman sense that her beloved animal co-stars were unhappy in la-la land, but also that her own carefree, proto-feminist nature had grown beyond the boundaries of the materialistic, male-dominated mainstream film industry.