Abandoned to the mercies of a general's crazy dog
It was a big, terrifying, muscular dog, with unmistakably Amstaffian facial features. It was standing in front of me, tense, baring its teeth and growling, glaring at me and the meatballs,
This is another little story about one of the heroes of the great war. It’s clear to you and me why I remembered this now, specifically. I myself don’t know what the moral of the story is, but I feel that there is more to it than meets the eye.