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How about, “Armored Land Warfare”?
It’s certainly on a case-by-case basis. We had an American Water Spaniel who had no trouble with small kids … they could be in the same house and never see her. On the other hand, we had a blind Cocker Spaniel, and every day, during the school year, she’d be out front waiting for the kids to get off the bus. A crowd of them would get off the bus yelling Millie! and then pet her.
I remember our Bassett, Bettsie. At family reunions, you would find her buried beneath a pile of small kids … and loving it. That dog was built like a tank and she could easily take it … my uncle’s Springer Spaniel, on the other hand, got outta Dodge.
When the B-52 is retired, the salvaged components will be flown out on C-130 Hercules.
This sort of reminds me of a very classic “Yogi Bear” cartoon…
Those were rated on miles per microgram….
Aircraft carriers were occasionally rated in feet per gallon…
I’ve watched chainsaw art demonstrations for about 50 years … lemme see … yep, 50 years. Never, ever, ever in that time has a spectator been given the saw. Even back in the 70’s, when lawsuits were fewer and further between, did anyone want the liability — let alone have the demonstration be disrupted.
So, what? Does this idiot just walk around in public looking distressed and/or grumpy all the time? It’s one thing to do that in the privacy of your own space, but a modicum of stoicism is definitely something to be maintained in public. Man up…
Having done some rabbit hunting with a basset hound, I have to tell you that no yapping dog will make half as much noise. The movies perfectly nail the loud baying sound you hear from blood hounds and bassets when they are on a hot trail.