My Latest Freaky Trixie Dream

I had a really freaky dream last night so figured I’d write it down.

I dreamed I came into a store with Trixie, and someone else’s service dog attacked Trix. In the confusion, nobody could figure out which dog was the aggressor, and both of us were saying it wasn’t our dog. So, for some reason, they kicked both dogs out of the store while we shopped. I don’t know how we accomplished this, but we’re in dream land, so whatever.

Someone must have thought our dogs were just random loose dogs, and called the Humane society. When we came out, neither of our dogs could be found. Someone told us what happened, and I flipped my lid. There I was, caneless, with no way to get to the Humane Society to rescue my dog. I tried to call the Humane Society, but I kept getting automated lines telling me how to donate. I couldn’t remember the address, and even if I could remember it, I felt I had no way to get there. I was begging people to drive me there, and everyone refused. I started to panic that they would euthenize my dog if I didn’t either get a hold of them or get there…and started to hyperventillate…and then I woke up.

What the hell was that? Seriously, what the hell was that? I guess, every now and then, I’m due to have a Trixie abandonment dream.

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