Note to the Faithful

The old dog hasn't retired or lost his voice. He's been out tracking other game and watching the machinations of our officials with shock and awe, thinking if 'civilization' produces these thugs, perhaps we need something else. And then, like every lost dog, he realizes that there is no trail to such a place, and there is no guarantee that he would recognize it, even if it existed and he stumbled upon it--context being all.