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perzephone) wrote2010-10-24 06:04 pm
perzephone) wrote2010-10-24 06:04 pm
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I Dreamed Today
Amidst broken sleep caused by neighbors doing something loud, rumbly and obnoxious, and the barking of dogs set off by loud, rumbly and obnoxious neighbors, I had a dream.
Chelsie and I were sitting on a outcropping of moss and lichen covered rock, jutting out over a cold-looking ocean. It was cool, and occasional wafts of salt spray would reach us. There was a big nutmeg-colored mama bear with her nutmeg colored cub on the outcropping with us. They were just kind of meandering around. Chelsie kept running up to the cub and dashing away, as if trying to get it to play. I kept calling her back, mainly because I didn't want the mama bear to kill her. One time, when I called her back, the cub followed, and I was like, "Oh crap"... I just tried to sit very still and not draw attention to myself, while Chelsie circled the bear trying to sniff its butt, as if it was a big, woolly dog.
Much to my utter dismay, the cub decided to take a dump right next to me. Chelsie then starting sniffing at the scat, and got fresh bear shit on her nose. Without thinking, my dream self wiped it off and I realized what I'd just done, so I sat there scrubbing my finger in the moss, rather ineffectively.
Dream-bear shit smells vaguely like horse poop.
Chelsie and I were sitting on a outcropping of moss and lichen covered rock, jutting out over a cold-looking ocean. It was cool, and occasional wafts of salt spray would reach us. There was a big nutmeg-colored mama bear with her nutmeg colored cub on the outcropping with us. They were just kind of meandering around. Chelsie kept running up to the cub and dashing away, as if trying to get it to play. I kept calling her back, mainly because I didn't want the mama bear to kill her. One time, when I called her back, the cub followed, and I was like, "Oh crap"... I just tried to sit very still and not draw attention to myself, while Chelsie circled the bear trying to sniff its butt, as if it was a big, woolly dog.
Much to my utter dismay, the cub decided to take a dump right next to me. Chelsie then starting sniffing at the scat, and got fresh bear shit on her nose. Without thinking, my dream self wiped it off and I realized what I'd just done, so I sat there scrubbing my finger in the moss, rather ineffectively.
Dream-bear shit smells vaguely like horse poop.