Wednesday, January 24, 2007
i just remembered my dream last night: it involved rescuing five weimaraners from an evil man, and then being required for some reason to care for them. at first, it was no big deal (exciting! new dogs!), but when my mom was coming to visit me, i realized the impossibility of the situation: i now own six big dogs. anyway, they were effortless dogs (no doubt based on minnow's weimaranian acquaintance, conjure, who is a GOOD GOOD DOG) and didn't even seem to need to pee or poop, amazingly enough. but just before i woke up, i was seeking a new home for them.