I was the flea on the dog's back, really. I guess Jana was all the fur?

Anyway, the picture is a little clearer from back here, where I thought I was four steps further ahead than I really was.

Diversion? Maybe. Revenge device? Probably.

I took his mind off her for a while, nothing else. So it's not really that big a deal that I am where I am now.

Anyway, I've leapt off this dog. I don't think I like whippets anyway. Too neurotic.