In case any one else was wondering, yes, I got the name from the Tom Waits song. It is in reference to to dogs that get out of their flats in England and when it rains, they lose their scent. So there are packs of homeless dogs running the streets. All of us feel like our friends are our family or our home and have never really fit in with society. It’s not a rebellion thing but rather survival.
“Arguing with creationists is like playing chess with a pigeon; no matter how good you are at chess, the pigeon is just going to knock over the pieces, crap on the board, and strut around like it’s victorious.”—