Lest you think I'm one of those injustice-collecting urban paranoids with a tinfoil hat and a plastic bagcontaining a brisket and a manifesto in tiny handwriting, a New York crazy who has a problem with everybody and everything, I should mention that I grew up with -- and adored -- a dog of my very own.
Mr. Botha said female slippers and an overnight bag were found in the bedroom along with a safe containing ammunition that Mr. Pistorius wasn't registered to own.