dogs are humbling, even for machiavellians, whatever that may mean. i think we are progressing, that my girl lulu is becoming a more subtle player in the human tragicomedy, and then she sees bippo and carla on the midway, and it's deja bonkers all over again. bippo comes to me for communion and protection and i look up just as lulu flies past carla's face. i moan and take her home feeling abject, but then i see the building engineer and he says how good she's become with me, and i feel better, i mean she is only a yearling, and she does have subtlety and wit, it just gets overwhelmed by her enormous zest for life.