Kickass, the doorstop dog, reports that the keeper simply does not have worry room for the latest war, and the participants will have to conduct it in all of its stupidity without him. One war at a time is about all he can handle in the worry department.
The latest war has, after all, been going on and off for 70 years or so, and there may have been periods during that time when the keeper worried about it, but no more.
It has finally dawned on him that there isn’t a damn thing he can do about masses of people anxious to kill each other over whose god is best or who is going to live next door, so doesn’t it make more sense for the keeper’s worry energy to be spent on worrying about navigating the grocery store without falling on his ass!
He thinks so, and he is pretty sure Phyllis does too.