A vivid dream last night. Fragmented. Was trying to get to a destination. Blocked by a guard in the road, kind of a dirt road.

Another fragment. I see that a dog is being dragged by a car on its leash.

(This morning I can recognize that this is an image from the news yesterday, in which a photo showed a "goth" figure walking down a city street holding his girlfriend on a leash by the neck. They both wore trendy black "goth" clothes. Apparently, people did not allow them on a bus, for fear of danger. The bus driver claimed risk of injury to the woman should the bus come to a sudden stop.)

Anyway, back to the dog. I run toward the dog as fast as I can. It is a little poodle dog. The car is moving forward and I see the dog begin to be dragged down the street. I am inwardly horrified.

I arrive in time, waving and shouting frantically into the window of the car. It slows to a stop. I take the poodle out of the collar and it is greeted by the dog which already accompanied me. The little tiny poodle dog looks pathetic but it lives.

I open the car door on the driver's side. There is a very strange looking man inside, slumped over on the seat. He appears to have been injured, or to have died in the driver's seat. A large number of dogs are inside the car as well, and they greet me happily and energetically, spilling out over the body of the man.

That's all I remember.

love, blink

Thank you for the good thoughts, Nanner. I will stay alert.

love, blink

neat Blink! so it looks like your dream was precognition. these little animals don't know how to tell us, but I'm sure it was a painful tightness, could produce swelling perhaps over time. they just don't know how to tell us whats wrong.
how sad that gothic couple. I almost threw up