Dad and the Birth of Olaf

I dreamed last night that my dad burst into the house carrying a little dog.  He told me to grab my camera because he'd found an amazing photo opportunity.  So I got my camera and then he shows me.

The dog was giving birth to Olaf the snowman.  

On a stick.  Olaf was on a stick.

There were actual puppies all around the dog.  I asked dad if he knew if the dog was having puppies and he said that he didn't think so.  I showed him the puppies and he seemed startled.  They had been lying around the whole time and he hadn't even noticed them.  I found a couple of them on the concrete floor where they'd fallen off the bed.  One wasn't breathing so I had to do CPR on it. It puked and started breathing.  

I knew they were puppies, but for some reason they all looked like tiny goats.
Dad and the Birth of Olaf Dad and the Birth of Olaf Reviewed by Samantha Jayne Frost on July 02, 2020 Rating: 5
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