The third James Harriott biography installment was a war book that never really was very warlike. There was no actual combat, just the standard animal stories although Harriott relates his typical animal stories were intermingled with his war-related memories, i.e. a person who looks like a Yorkshire neighbor and a friendship tale reminding him of two a lifesaving friendships between 2 dogs. There were also, happily, two tales of disabled people (1 blind and 2 with depression).
I like this book. I rate it a 9.25. It was very fun, even if it does have tons of war references, which this peacemaker doesn't like. I'm deeply sorry for the neglected little boy and his sickly dog. So sad!