Out perambulating hellhounds this afternoon, passed a woman and her little boy.  Look at the dogs! he said, pointing at the hellhounds.

            Yes, said the woman.  How many dogs are there?

            Four, he said positively.

            I often feel that way myself.  Darkness and Chaos encompass multitudes:  any good mythology can tell you that.  Odin's horse has eight legs, Zeus showed up as a bull, why shouldn't my hellhounds be bipartite in some mortal-confounding manner?*  It...