How do you manage with your dogs?
Do you keep them in pairs, or segregate the fathers, or what ?" Then we explained that--well, that it wasn't a question of fathers exactly; that nobody wanted a--a mother dog; that, well, that practically all our dogs were males--there was only a very small percentage of females allowed to live.
Then Zava, observing Terry with her grave sweet smile, quoted back at him: "Rather hard on Thomas, isn't it?
Do they enjoy it--living without mates?
Are your dogs as uniformly healthy and sweet-tempered as our cats ?" Jeff laughed, eyeing Terry mischievously.

As a matter of fact we began to feel Jeff something of a traitor--he so often flopped over and took their side of things; also his medical knowledge gave him a different point of view somehow.
"I'm sorry to admit," he told them, "that the dog, with us, is the most diseased of any animal--next to man.

And as to temper--there are always some dogs who bite people--especially children." That was pure malice.

You see, children were the--the RAISON D'ETRE in this country.

All our interlocutors sat up straight at once.