while dolly maintains that mister was indifferent with jane, i thought he was just in water mode. though he appeared aloof they walked together many times, in a smooth, relaxed, connected way. i loved the three of us together. i often recall this bastardy po-po threatening me when i walked with mister and jane down the boulevard off leash. the dull-witted fellow said, next time i see you i mo give you a ticket, and i said we're just doing our thing, being good and having a good time, and he says bitchily, yeah, everybody just wants to do their own thing. and i thought, yeah, bitch?, and what in the world is wrong with that? and we happily sauntered on and i never saw hide nor hair of that sad po-po again. 
ah, sweet memories.