So, Z decided that he was going to get up at 4:30 a.m. this morning! Seriously! He was patting me like, "Get up, it's time to go out!" I don't think so! I told him to go back to bed. He was NOT happy. He then walked around; inside the bedroom, out to the living room, back in the bedroom, all around the bed...on and on and on! Every so often he'd give a little bark reminding me that he wasn't happy. Finally he went to bed! Thank God!
So, after spending about 45 mintues trying to re-calm my brain (ugh!) I fell back asleep and had one of those crazy dreams where you think you're up and starting your day - but you're not! In the dream I got up and took Z down the steps to have our walk. In the courtyard was EVERY SINGLE DOG WE'VE EVER SEEN IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD, plus a few unknowns! No kidding... there must have been 50+ dogs being walked out there, along with some strays. There was one stray that ran up to the door who was so big and shaggy I shrank back in surprise/fright. I have never even SEEN a dog like this so I have no idea how he ended up in my dream! Z was going crazy and I was hovering with him in some basement stairs - that don't actually exist! Talk about a stress dream! Good grief!!!
Luckily my alarm went off! Reality took over and Z and I went out for a quiet, 6am, walk...alone!
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