>and she ran over the caretaker's dog's dish while pulling out<

Okay, so I read that too fast the first time and went Oh my GOD, before reading it again and saying, "Oh, a *dish.* Not the dog. Thank goodness."

>I am also mystified by the sequence in which there is angst and yelling and a gun battle, and right in the middle of it there is a panel with an extreme close-up of tender ear-nibbling, and then the story returns to angst and yelling and gun battling. <

Hee!