John Loftus' quality of reasoning is definitely going to the dogs—quite literally.
Puppy love as atheology!
This is his finest argument since birdman.
However, as I read through his three-hanky, I couldn't help thinking of Willard. You remember Willard, don't you? The classic horror flick about a social misfit with his pet killer rats.
Now, if only Loftus would substitute a few beady-eyed rodents for that cute, cuddly picture of the Basset Hound, I wonder if his argument from evil would still tug at the heartstrings. Hmm.