It was beyond weird..

I was in an open, wooden floored building of some sort with trees around it.

There was a little white poodle, almost cartoonish looking in a tub of water, taking a bath, complete with back brush.  She was talking about bologna.

There were other animals walking around and talking, but I couldn't see any people.  I felt they were there, but couldn't connect with them, other than a young child who may have been my granddaughter.

There was a bag, like a man's shaving kit, black, on the floor.  It kept moving, so I looked in it.  Someone yelled "NO!" but it was too late.  There was a flat plastic toy inside, so I moved it and this tiny bird flew out.

There was a flurry of activity while all the other animals tried to catch the bird again..then someone seemed to be telling me it was time to get up.  I told them, no, I have at least another hour.  And I did.  I woke up, looked at the clock and it was only 3.  (I get up at 4)


As I was typing this, a thought came to me-I was in Raven's dream!  (Raven is my 2 1/2 yo granddaughter)