Crows On Crack

The usual gang of canine owners were standing in the middle of China Creek Park this morning hoping that Rover would let us go home for a coffee, soon. Seth and I were discussing his dreams of the night before. He checks in with the Oracle for meaning and clarity of his nightly sojourns.

The Oracle is highly entertained with the dream antics of my neighbor. It turns out we sleep almost head to head, with only a thin wall between us. One morning in the spring we found out that we had shared a dream about turtles. Now we check to see if that event will reoccur.

This morning it turns out Seth had been seduced by an alien in his dream. The Oracle was enthralled with the tale as usual, because the imagery of dreams is functionally vague and indicative of the true meaning behind the adventure. This time there was no “Technicolor” which means that the action carries the message. The dream started out like most of Seth’s nightly adventures, a magical mystery tour.

He had been walking through a strange neighborhood, when his dog Wolfie took a shortcut down this unfamiliar alley. As Seth rounded the corner, he realized that he had entered a mystical garden complete with splashing fountains.

A woman in a ground floor bay window was motioning to him. When he approached her, he realized that her breasts were bare, he became excited and came close. She was quite attractive with large firm brown nipples hanging like sweet ripe fruits only inches from his mouth.

As he listened to her encourage him to come in for a visit, he was drawn by her inviting smiling mouth and the antics of her lively tongue.