the wonder dog

last night i woke up from a dream in which we had sold moss. in the dream my mother and i were sobbing like complete idiots which probably isn't so far from the reality of what would actually happen if moss were ever to go. i've never known a dog with such character.

i then got back to sleep and had just the most bizzarro dreams.

i'm not sure what i ate before bed but it clearly wasn't good.