Wow...dreams are wierd.
Last night somehow I had joined the Scooby Doo crime fighting club. In the beginning of the dream I was chasing something but I don't know what. I was running with a poodle who was my "doggy companion" and we were trying to get where the bad guys were. We ended up running thru a dark abandoned farm in the middle of the night. The horses there got spooked and started running all over. I remember thinking that a horse would make things faster for getting to our destination...suddenly there was a huge volleyball net in the front gate of the farm and the horses were getting tangled up. I was unable to help them cause they kept rearing up and getting irritated at being captured. Soon my poodle friend got caught too. But when I turned to help him, he had transformed into a sheep!?!
I got him free and realized that he was actually a big ram! (I swore he was a small sheep a second earlier.) To my astonishment, a few seconds later he was big enough to ride! So I hopped on and we ran into town, but he kept trying to eat the rope I was using to stay on!
After short while we got into town but still hadn't found the bad guy. As I was trying to get closer to where I knew he was, my crime fighting buddy started to returned to his normal size...I was a little irked that my ride was gone but we pressed on.
Soon we found the site and not only was Fred there but so was the National guard. Fred said it was too dangerous to keep going...but I just grabbed a machine gun and ran towards the battle, my doggy in tow. I saw a National Guard truck pull up and I jumped behind it.
The rest is lost to the recesses of my demented mind, for at this point my very rude alarm clock woke me up! It has no concept of timing at all...it just loves to interrupt my dreams as they are getting interesting...
Laje
