Last night I dreamt I saw a big dog attacking a baby duck. The baby duck then turned into a puppy. It had huge bite marks on it and I felt sorry for it. I picked it up and yelled at the owner of the puppy.
" Look at this poor puppy! He's in bad shape! How could you let this happen? I'm taking him to the vet right now!"
The man just laughed at me and told me there was no puppy and what the hell was I talking about?
Before my eyes, the puppy just vanished... faded away.
I remember thinking I was going to adopt the puppy if he lived.
