I woke up last night starving, was half asleep, and the first thing I saw was the jar of olives on the door. So I gobbled 5 or 6 and went back to bed. That's when it got interesting.
First, I dreamt that my beanie babies came to life (which is odd because I don't HAVE a collection of beanie babies). I had every animal of every color running around my bedroom...including a black spider with red teeth who insisted on "playing" with me. Unfortunately "playing" meant attacking me. I could actually feel where he bit into my finger, it was that vivid.
In the middle of fighting off the beanie spider, Snickers (my lab) comes in and sits on the bed. She just looks at me and said "I could have told you that would happen". I looked at her, amazed, with a beanie spider hanging off my hand and said "You can TALK!!". She replied "Of course, we all can. You just don't listen". Next thing I knew all 4 dogs were in the bedroom talking to me. We had a nice conversation!
Now, it gets even wierder. I went out to the living room and saw Harley limping very slowly up the walk to the porch. It's obvious he was in a fight because he's covered in scratches and half his beautiful fur is gone. I opened the door to let him in, closed the door and turned around....and there is a beautiful, scratched up, naked man sitting on my couch. He looked up at me and just said "Mommy...help me..." That is when DH woke me up. :fume:
So, now I'm trying to talk to my dogs (all they do is bark), I'm still trying to find that stupid black beanie baby spider (that I don't think exists), and I will never look at Harley the same way again!
Moral of the story...don't eat olives in the middle of the night!
First, I dreamt that my beanie babies came to life (which is odd because I don't HAVE a collection of beanie babies). I had every animal of every color running around my bedroom...including a black spider with red teeth who insisted on "playing" with me. Unfortunately "playing" meant attacking me. I could actually feel where he bit into my finger, it was that vivid.
In the middle of fighting off the beanie spider, Snickers (my lab) comes in and sits on the bed. She just looks at me and said "I could have told you that would happen". I looked at her, amazed, with a beanie spider hanging off my hand and said "You can TALK!!". She replied "Of course, we all can. You just don't listen". Next thing I knew all 4 dogs were in the bedroom talking to me. We had a nice conversation!
Now, it gets even wierder. I went out to the living room and saw Harley limping very slowly up the walk to the porch. It's obvious he was in a fight because he's covered in scratches and half his beautiful fur is gone. I opened the door to let him in, closed the door and turned around....and there is a beautiful, scratched up, naked man sitting on my couch. He looked up at me and just said "Mommy...help me..." That is when DH woke me up. :fume:
So, now I'm trying to talk to my dogs (all they do is bark), I'm still trying to find that stupid black beanie baby spider (that I don't think exists), and I will never look at Harley the same way again!
Moral of the story...don't eat olives in the middle of the night!