Article copyProfuse apologies for the absenteeism but I have quite a bit on my plate at the moment—including, I hope, stuff that might be of interest to you (nah, it's not all work and no play for Jack).
Posting will resume shortly, and if you tried to contact me do not despair, I will answer.
I beg for your forgiveness, and offer you in exchange in couple of pictures of what I believe is one of the (very) few truly great things about France: dogs.
Particularly the awesome variety of hunting breeds one can find in this country—that is to say faithful friends of ours, hated by both Muslims (despite their primary occupations, we regard these dogs as more than mere hunting auxiliaries, which makes them "Haraam" for the followers of the religion of hatred) and Brigitte Bardot (who lobbies to ban hunting, take the few guns left in French law abiding civilian hands away from their owners, and put all these dogs out of commission.)
Bless the dogs, for the Eternal Hunting grounds are theirs. And protect them from Brigitte Bardot and Islam.
Man in the pack. A 15,000 years old bond.
Brigitte Bardot can go screw a Mollah, this week-end I'm off to the center of France where I'll be hanging around with some 1,500 hunting dogs of all shapes, colors and forms.
Look for the frog among the dogs.