So I have an adorable turd of my own, and I introduce him to Chuffers. Somehow they both ended up in Chuffer's enclosure, and the two got along famously! (My Cute Stumpie looked just like Santos this time)
I found them all cuddled together sleeping. Life was bliss, and I went to show Tony.
So here's where it really got all weird and dream-logic-ie.
While looking for Dream-Tony, I somehow got into the enclosure with Chuff and the stumpie-poo, and I don't know how, but I started driving it to Kent, WA (about 40 miles S of me) for some expo that was going on. I have no idea why or how, but the enclosure was my vehicle for getting to this place!!!!
So I get there, and there are all these people milling about and all these piles of clothes everywhere, so I decide to do laundry for the facility. I go to open the washer to throw the stuff in, and get this! (this actually pertains to a crazy story someone told me last weekend) there were banana slugs in all of the little "water holes" inside the washing machine!
I started pulling them out, to see if they were still alive and they were all stretchy and rubbery (eeeeewww!) then my alarm went off.
Boy was I bummed to realize that I don't have a Shingleback. . .yet!
I need to storyboard this and make it into an animation!!!
(I also think I really need to find my dream turd!)




Crazy dream; I love how dreams make so much sense, until you wake up.
f.C





