I had hoped that this journal would largely contain a collection of wacky dreams, but I've discovered that insomnia doesn't really aid in the dreaming department.
I did have one that stuck with me yesterday though.
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I was sitting on my front porch and my husband had taken the dog out for a walk. The cat had followed along behind them like he often does.
It had been a long time since they left and I was wondering where they all went. I whistled to call them back. The building directly across from me was a three story apartment building with a steeply gabled roof. As I whistled I saw the cat come running down the roof followed by the dog. Cat jumps from the roof edge to a balcony to a tree and down to the street Dog follows and plummets to the street. Poor guy comes limping up on three legs, his front left leg is all bent up under him and broken.
I shout and shout for Blaine to come help but he's no where to be found.
I rush inside trying to find my keys and look up the nearest emergency vet. I'm mad at myself for not just knowing that information off the top of my head. Meanwhile the dog has adjusted to his new predicament and just keeps running up, dropping toys at my feet and dashing off to fetch them all three legged and happy as can be. I can't get him to settle down.
He's insane! Surely he must be in pain... what and odd creature.
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