mister and colby. mister was limping along i thought rather disconsolately, or maybe it was me, but when he saw colby he was so pleased, he wagged and followed him around, marking his marks, and not minding when colby kicked dirt on his head, in fact i said he doesn't mind, in fact it may be some kind of blessing, comet pees on hilde's head, and murdo peed on mister's. i saw goats do that a lot, smiling and baaaaa-ing in sunlit golden showers. at first i was a little chagrined at murdo, but i think he meant it like an annointing. it could be that i'm turning things a certain way again, but something's being communicated, though i don't know if either comet or hilde was cognizant of it as anything of particular import, and murdo did seem to have a kind of supercilious air. maybe i'll ask on katz's radio show what it all means. 
the funny thing is, both colby and mister are more often indifferent to other dogs.