Shooting Dogs and the Like

Last night's dream was WEIRD. Before I fell asleep I played World of Warcraft for the first time for a couple of hours.

WOW-induced dream:

My companion and I were wondering around a land and people kept shooting at us. Another couple, to be precise. They were across the street and we were hiding behind some bushes. They were standing near a street sign so to scare them I shot the street sign which then fell down. It worked! But in all of this shooting, I killed a dog by mistake. Then we were in a college dormitory and an official guy came up to us with a picture of the dead dog. I was very nervous that we were caught but he just wanted to let us know about the situation.

Later my family wanted us all to go to some farm together, but I did not want to go. I wanted to stay at home. My mom was mad at me for this. I also wet the bed a lot (in my dream! not real life!) and was embarrassed and wanted them to leave so I could hide the evidence. (similar theme to my last dream about Poop and Boyz!)

I also had sex with a girl who kept blowing in my ear. For some reason there was a lot of weird sexual stuff related to people blowing in each others ears.

Scary Crabs, Dogs, Teeth, and Dude

I was at a conference for work but it was actually a cult. First I had to cook - I made crabs which I did not know how to cook. They tasted exactly like bacon. (I had watched Top Chef right before bed.) Then walking around the conference I noticed something - there were dogs all over the place and they all had scary red lights for eyes and stared at me. They were possessed. Then I realized that the guy in charge of the conference had possessed the dogs because he was evil. So I asked him about it and he was super fake-nice, but I knew he was evil. Because then all of my teeth were loose and one of them fell out. I was very upset about this. And the frustrating thing was that no one else seemed to notice or care that the place was evil, the dogs were possessed, and it was odd that my teeth were falling out. I woke up very scared.

General Pepper

I had an awful dream that my dog, Pepper, died. But it was also the stupidest dream I've ever had.

I dreamed that my dog was fighting in the Civil War. And she was a General or Colonel. I don't know what side she was on, but the two sides were in a large grove of trees marching towards each other. The other soldiers in Pepper's batallion were upset with her because she was not on a horse. They were yelling at her and telling her to get up on her horse so that she wouldn't get killed. And then she got shot. She lay there coughing. . .

Just then Pepper jumped on me in real life and woke me up.

When I woke up I was sad at first because I had a dream about her dying, but as the dream came back to me I realized how completely absurd it was. And then the war nerd in me came out because in real life the Generals are NOT supposed to be on a horse, because that makes them an easier target. Nerd. Such a ridiculous dream.

Frog guts and dangling mama.

This dream was presented almost as a news-story ala Dateline or 20/20, but with much darker lighting. The story was about this Ivy League school system for middle school students, and about the rampant "gang" activity that occurred there. These gangs were really just clusters of three or four bigger, older students, who would pressure all new students to choose a side, and then beat up anyone who was not on their side. Not choosing a side and remaining neutral was not an option, for as one gang-member girl said, "If you're not on our side then it means you could be on anyone else's side." There was a small gang of about three teenage guys who were threatening a new student with a rock. If he didn't choose their gang they would beat him with this rock. "If I choose your side, will you have my back?" the boy asked, and they said they would. So the boy chose their side. We follow them into this house where there is another boy who is somehow involved with the gangs. He has been poisoned and starved (but for some reason we don't feel sympathy for him) and he is kind of doubled over and retching. Eventually he throws up, but since he's been starved he throws up his entire stomach, as in, the organ. At the time of this happening, my dream turned this boy into a frog, and there was a graphic little picture of a squished dead frog with his tiny frog stomach hanging out of his mouth. At this point I was actually present in the space and time of this boy's death (no longer watching as if on the news) and I rushed out of the house along with a group of people, I think other students. As we were leaving the house there was a man and woman who had parked their car and were approaching the house, unaware that this boy, their son, had just died. One of the students I was with announced dispassionately to them, "Eric is dead," like she was reporting the weather, and walked on. I didn't see how the parents reacted but I felt really shocked that this was treated so commonplace. I continued rushing into the parking lot and the group I was with became my family, and we were planning to go to a restaurant for dinner. We split up into two separate cars, so that my mom would drive her car and the rest of the family would drive in the van. We all climbed in the van and even our dog was curled up in the back seat. We were just about to pull out of the parking lot when my mom came over to tell us something. She leaned in through the side window to talk to us but my dad, unaware she was doing this, began driving away. My mom hung on tight and we zipped down the road with the lower half of my mom's body dangling out the side of the van, not dragging on the ground but just flying there in the air. She was laughing and we all thought it was silly, except for one lady who we passed on the sidewalk. She gave us a disapproving look and kind of killed our fun.


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Puppy Dreams

So our little dog Pepper sleeps in bed with Tom and I, and I think she has been controlling our dreams this week.

The other night Tom dreamed that we decided to get a second dog (something we talk about during the day a lot, Pepper needs a little brother.) So in the dream we found a cute little dog and decided to adopt him. But for some reason we thought that since we were getting this new dog we had to get rid of Pepper. So Tom was on the phone trying to find someone to adopt her. He finally found a woman who came and picked her up. But later in the day we realized what we had done and started freaking out! (Pepper is pretty much like our daughter) In the dream Tom was on the phone at all these different locations- at one point we were at Austin City Limits while he was on the phone trying to get Pepper back! We were in our living room on the phone with this woman telling her we made a mistake!! He says he doesn't know how it ended, but he woke up spooning Pepper!

I had a dream last night that we were visiting my parents in Wisconsin. We had driven up from Texas with Pepper. When we got to my parents house my dad told me that they had become a foster home for dogs. There were dozens of dogs there in addition to the two my parents already own. They were running around in the house and backyard, though in the dream the house that was my parents didn't look like my parents real house. We went out back to see all the dogs and found this little rat terrier mix puppy. He had a white face, white feet and belly, but his back had brown and black spots. We started playing with it and holding it and thinking that maybe we wanted to keep him! We ran around the house and outside and he just seemed perfect! He had a ton of personality just like Pepper. But we wanted to make sure that Pepper liked him so we had them meet. We walked into the living room where Pepper was sitting on the couch, like a person- on her butt. We put the little rat terrier puppy in her arms and she held him like a person holds a baby! She cradled him for a while and we knew that they could get along! We were afraid that the new dog might have more personality than Pepper, but then Pepper started stealing peoples socks and running around the house with them so we knew it would be ok.

So we went home for the night (I guess Texas and Wisconsin are quite close in dreams) and when we got up in the morning I saw that one of my goldfish was dead, I yelled at Tom "Why did you kill my goldfish and leave it in the tank? That's bad for the other fish!" He came in and looked at it and apologized, no explanation as to why he killed it. Then we drove to my parents house to play with the dog again. But when we got there all the dogs were gone! I started freaking out and got super upset! My dad said that all of the dogs had found a home! Tom and I were really sad and looked out the window into the backyard. We were talking about how perfect that dog would have been and how we were so sad that he was gone. We were looking out the window at a little tiny orange kitten, the size of a hamster, that was playing in a little area in the yard. I said, "Awwww that must be the area where Spot peed last!"

And when I woke up, I was spooning Pepper!!!

My Three Pets

In my dream last night I had three pets:

1. an adorable little dog with floppy ears
2. a bright red billy goat
3. a "grasshopper" which was actually a cockroach

All slept together on my bed, and the billy goat threw up.

Good and Bad

I had two strange dreams last night. . .

In one dream Tom and I were driving through Illinois for some reason. We were passing through a town when I saw my little cousin walking across the street with his mom, only in the dream it was a neighborhood friend from my childhood- not his real mom. I waved to them and she waved to me, but had an upset look on her face. As we kept driving I felt bad because I've never actually met my little cousin, he is like 2, and thought maybe we should stop and say hi. So we turned around and drove to the school where they were. I walked inside and into a big gymnasium full of kids playing. I saw my Aunt over by the wall and walked over to her. She was really surprised to see me, but for some reason kept turning to look at the wall really close up. She would randomly point to little specks on the wall while mumbling something to herself. I turned around and all of a sudden my dad was there. He came up and gave me a big hug and we talked about how crazy it was that I was there since I live in Texas. (I don't know why we were driving through Illinois). I decided I better go outside and find Tom since he hadn't come inside with me. I walked down a stairwell and found my mom and Grandma were there. They were so surprised to see me as well. I told them I had to go find Tom outside. As I was walking outside my phone kept getting text messages from people with foreign last names and the text messages were in a different language. I got maybe 30 text messages in a row. I finally found Tom outside and he was on the phone. He told me he was really excited because he was meeting all these people from Africa and giving them our phone numbers. I got really upset and told him to stop because I was getting all these text message that I didn't understand! I started to get concerned about my phone bill for a second and then remembered my family was inside. I went back inside and was standing in a lobby with my dad, mom and grandma wondering where my siblings were. I told my mom I should have brought my grandma's birthday card with me instead of sending it in the mail, (which I had done in real life that day), but I had no idea I was going to see them. I kept thinking to myself how if I had just kept driving I would never have known that my family was there!

The other dream I had was more disturbing . . .

Tom and I were in our new house and talking about how there were some abandoned houses nearby. He said they were low income housing projects going up, but they were all unfinished. I decided I wanted to go see them so I got in the car and drove over to them. There were numerous buildings made of concrete with tons of windows. Everywhere on the ground was gravel. I drove around looking for any sign of people. I finally found 4 girls all in the same gray shirt shoveling gravel. I got out of the car to talk to them. They said that the government had abandoned the project so they were trying to finish it. I realized they were part of some organization. I asked if I could help them, but they said I probably wouldn't be able to do it. All of a sudden there was an ambulance and cop cars pulling up to one of the buildings. I walked over and saw that there was a man pointing a gun at a woman who was yelling at him. She said a bunch of stuff, but all I remember is that she finally yelled "They're all going to think I'm crazy, I'm not crazy!" or something like that and then he shot her. I got distracted by a big hole in the wall of the building, there was a pipe coming out of the hole and blood was spilling from the pipe. I walked around to the other side of the building and looked in through a window. I saw blood all over the cement ground and a dog walking by the window all bloody and scratched up. I looked around the room and saw there were two cops and two dogs in the room. I realized the cops were torturing the dogs with guns and knives. I was horrified by seeing this and realized I had to get out of this area. I went looking for the 4 girls I had seen, but they were gone. I walked around trying to find my car, but I couldn't remember where I parked it. I started to get really freaked out and kept walking around the buildings looking for my car . . .

And then I woke up . . .

Dogs and Robbers

I had a dream that I was riding in the back of a pick up truck down the street, I think I was with Nick and Tom in the back and two men were driving the truck. I noticed a stray dog was running around in a yard so I called to it. It came running over and started chasing the car. I told whoever was driving to pull over so we could let the dog in, so we pulled over and the dog hopped in. He was a really big dog, maybe a husky. I went over to check his collar for a name and number. His name was Olie and he had a phone number to call. As we were driving around I called the number, but it went straight to voicemail. It was really annoying because the outgoing message was insanely long. The woman leaving it just kept talking and talking and it didn’t even sound like a regular message, but like she was telling a story or just rambling on the machine. I finally got to the end of the message and didn’t know what to say anymore, so I just told the woman that I found her dog and I didn’t want anything bad to happen to it. I didn’t even say who I was or leave a number.

When I got off the phone we stopped in a park and I put Olie on a leash and walked him around. He was a really hyper dog, jumping around a lot and wanting to run. But I didn’t want to let him off his leash because I was afraid he’d get hurt. Standing in the park the people who were driving the truck came over to talk to me. There was a tall man and a short man in long brown jackets. They were upset that I had the dog because we were on our way to go rob a bank. I was apparently not supposed to be a part of it anyway, but because I was with them they would know I was connected. They said it would be more obvious with this dog now. They had me call the woman again and this time she picked up and said she would come down to get the dog.

Suddenly the woman and her husband appeared with their toddler. They were standing like they were posing for a picture off in the distance. The two men I was with were stunned by who they were. I didn’t recognize them, but the woman’s hair was blowing in the wind and she was making a model face, kind of puckering her lips. They came over to me like they were sliding across the ground. The woman took the dog from me. I was upset because they didn’t even thank me and seemed annoyed that they had the dog back. I was sad because I felt like they let the dog go on purpose and I should have just kept him. The two men I was with reminded me that my lease agreement said I could only have one dog, the one I already have. They came over and showed me the lease. I read over the part about pets and sighed and watched them walk away with the dog. I thought, I even gave them that leash and they didn’t say thank you.

Then all of a sudden we were all sitting in a living room and the two men came in and turned the TV on to the news. Apparently they had robbed the bank and wanted to watch the aftermath on the news. The two men now appeared to be the male robbers from Home Alone, one tall, one short and in long coats. They turned the TV on and it was a camera fixed on a house, I thought it was my parents house and was nervous they would get in a trouble. Suddenly people on the TV starting running by the camera like there was a huge commotion. In the distance Jackie, from Rosanne, came running into the frame with a blond wig on. She was wearing tight aqua colored jeans and a white shirt with pink stripes that had shoulder pads in it. She ran up to the camera and started yelling into it that whoever did this would not get away with it! I turned to look at the two men and they were just laughing.

I think this dream was much longer, but I think this is when my alarm went on and I started hitting snooze so it gets all fuzzy from here. I think Jackie was started saying more into the camera, but I don’t remember what!