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This afternoon whilst napping I dreamt of puppies. One was being offered to me and was no bigger than my hand..which is saying something because I have small hands! He was a cute little thing, and the man offering him up insisted that he didnt know what kind of dog he was. I kept saying are you sure you dont know? It looks distinctively like a pit bull, and while I personally dont have an issue with the breed, its awfully hard to find a rental who allows them. He said no I am sure its just a mutt. So then I walk over to the window and look into my yard and it is TEEMING with adult pit bulls who are digging shallow graves for all the other puppies who had apparently died. they were lining the puppies up and dropping them into the graves one by one. Creepy. Also SAD. Then my sister came into the room and the puppy started growling at her in a deep bellowing growl. I was insisting it couldnt possibly be him, because he was so small and young, but it was. Weird.