and his bed's still over here. i should have carried it to his house. aw, every time he came home from a walk he would hump his bed. he must be missing it. jasper was sitting in mt arc'teryx bag, he jumped out to say hi and went to smell mister's bed. maybe they feel sentimental for the dog. mister has a way of providing the calm center of everything. like god, he's everything to everyone, all singular. do you think i do too much time thinking about the dog. it's impossible i tell you. mystics think of god all the time. i'm the same way with my beloved dog. but i can think of more than one beloved. the dog just expands every center.