I had a dream last night that I lost the puppies. Somehow I managed to lose them while walking in an unfamiliar neighborhood far from home. I’m not sure if or why they were unleashed or how they got away, just that I lost them and couldn’t find them. I felt so bad, wondering who had taken them, what kind of person he or she was, if they would be abusive or nice… Then I wondered if they were alone, wandering the streets looking for me, cold and hungry… I woke in a bit of a panic, confused as to whether any of it was real for a moment, then the puppies woke as well and assured me that they were safe and sound, ready to go outside for their wake-up break. I gotta stop eating so close to bedtime. I wonder what they dream about.