- The Dog -
I remember being in a room with one of mom's friends and their son. There were very old paintings on the walls, and old fashioned chairs and tables, crimson red carpeting. One of the pictures on the wall fell.. just out of nowhere, the other was tilted. I just get up and walk outside to the balcony. I see a dog, a white/yellowish lab/golden retriever mix.. It looked so happy looking at me, wagging its tail.. obviously it had affection towards me.. it wanted me to pet it. I leaned over the balcony, reached my hands to its head... right before I started petting it.. *BITE* It bit my index finger.. its teeth held tightly on my fingers.. I saw blood, I felt no pain, I was just playing tug of war with my hand.. until I woke up.