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Feb 22, 2018 09:52

Weird dream from last night:

I was on a road trip with Dawn Fouse and her mom. We had also brought Jack (my father's now deceased dog) along, for some reason.

On the way, we stopped at a gas station. Jack was looking really bad off, so the woman at the gas station offered to euthanize him for $0.94. I agreed. She was really chatty, though, and I got annoyed and never got my $0.06 change for it.

We took his body with us, but he'd turned into a rotisserie chicken. We all chowed down. Jack tasted great! It was only on the way back that I realized Dad was probably going to blow his top about all of this. So when we got home, I threw the chicken carcass into the garbage.

Later that night, I told Dad that Jack had been put to sleep on the trip because he'd really been suffering. Dad looked furious and said, "So that's why he was in the trash can. I heard him rustling around and had to get him back out!"

Apparently Jack had not actually been dead when we were all eating him. Whoops. My bad.

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I can see where nearly all of these elements came from, but the way my brain put them together is truly magical.
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