My friend, Dave, and I used to keep dream notebooks and talk about our dreams...actually it was more like Dave talking about his dreams and me listening because I always forgot mine or forgot to write them down. But, I've been trying to remember mine lately. I'm still not writing them down first thing in the morn. like you're supposed to do, but I'm getting better. I remember this one when I was petting king of the bed (el Scrappo the wonder pooch) this morning.
I was walking along on a very cold morning and came across this bulldog who looked absolutely pathetic. His paws were frozen to the gound and he was shivering. He was inside a penned area. I went into the area and warmed each of his parts stuck to the ground (including his rear -which was disgusting). I remember not wanting to touch part of him as he was filthy and I had a white sweater on. But, I continued to help him because I couldn't stand to see him suffer and I felt like there was noone who was going to come along to help him. After I unfroze him, I decided to hold him in my arms to warm him up. Then the lady came out of the house. She said, "I'm not the owner. Only God knows where that a$$hole is. Sleeping with someone." I got the impression the owner was her unfaithful husband. "Don't look at me like that. The ungrateful little curr will bite you as soon as he is able, anyway." And, almost immediately the dog tried to bite me. I threw him back in the pen...mostly as a reflex to get away from him. Then there was this vet wearing a white coat who appeared out of no where. She opened him up - like a coat coming off and we could see a broken rib - hanging there. I felt aweful because I felt I had broken his rib when I threw him. She said not to worry as she broke it the rest of the way off and zipped him up. I couldn't believe he was really okay but was too scared to go near him again.
Well, that was it. People always ask what do dreams mean. I think you just have to think about what they mean to you. I can see the symbolism all over this dream. I wonder how much guilt I should be carrying over SF. It seems like this dream is telling me there's something to resolve there (at least in my sub-conscience). But, like the dog, I think I'm just going to keep my distance. I've been bit a few too many times lately.
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