Dream Journal
I was visiting at a friend’s house and when I looked out the front door, I saw her white dog slip behind the fence to the street. I stepped back inside and told her what I had just seen, but when I went back outside to find the dog he was standing right on the porch.
I grabbed his collar and led the dog around back. He was much, much bigger than I had remembered. Another dog, this one tan, approached us at the back fence and I wondered if either one were my neighbor’s real dog.
Inside the living room, she thanked me and gave both dogs kisses. I told her that both dogs couldn’t possibly be hers, and she couldn’t keep adopting strays. She stood up, looked very hurt, and told me that I could go. She said that her adopted pets, and now I could see many of them in the house, loved her and that she was choosing them over me.