Strange dream

[smokingboot]

And as ever, I record the vivid ones, so:

My brother's back garden or a back garden I called my own, trees and fields to either side, but down at the bottom, the rain had turned half of it into a lake and this lake was teeming with life. I laughed with delight to see loads of frogs, toads, newts, fish, snakes and things I couldn't identify all moving through the water. Then other things started appearing, along the swampy bits at the edge. They were like puppy dinosaurs or strange mutated lizards the size of ponies. It was all very young. Some were cute though not beautiful, some had feet like those of pachyderms, and tortoise faces, they bunched into each other and scrambled slowly in their play... there was one with quills all over its head. I wondered if the quills were the origin of the missile thrown at me, because one managed it, a clumsy hopeless throw, some kind of dart spear thing that stuck in the mushy earth.

Somewhere else there was a hutch full of beasties. The only mammals were guinea pigs, I was alarmed I didn't have room to give them all a home. Back at the swamp I retired to a nearby field full of cows. One lifted its head and bellowed at my tom cat Ralik, 'I know you!' I went to find a polish engineer who had invented the greatest pencil sharpener ever. No, I had not been boozing or eating cheese before bedtime...

Strange dream after a beautiful weekend in Stroud with velvet_the_cat and Dan sans lj. The cotswolds are lovely, though not as lovely as our hosts who spoilt us to bits with wonderful hospitality. It reminds me of how much I have neglected friends I love. Work has eaten my life. Time for that to change.