Ballou and Zeus Meet up a 2nd time. That's Ballou on the left, a blue Doberwoman with 'natural'ears; Zeus is the standard black and tan, with his ears cropped on the right.
As near as we can tell, these two refugees from the same Dobie Rescue facility, are pratically the same age. They play strenuously with each other whenever they meet at the Preserve. Their masters need only worry about their knees being 'capped' (swept out from under them). Thankfully, we can occasionally relax our vigilance because these two athletic friends take frequent time-outs.
The notion that a radical is one who hates his country is naive and usually idiotic. He is, more likely, one who loves his country more than the rest of us, and is thus more disturbed than the rest of us when he sees it debauched. He is not a bad citizen turning to crime; he is a good citizen driven to despair.
Reverend G R Gleig, survived the First Anglo-Afghan War to write in 1843:
...a war begun for no wise purpose, carried on with a strange mixture of rashness and timidity, brought to a close after suffering and disaster, without much glory attached either to the government which directed, or the great body of troops which waged it. Not one benefit, political or military, has Britain acquired with this war. Our eventual evacuation of the country resembled the retreat of an army defeated.