A Fence That Needs Mending

Last night.

I had a dream that I was at my Aunt Chelsea’s house.  She has a wooden gate on the side of her house that leads to the back yard. I can’t remember if I was going in or out, but I opened the door and all of these purple dogs came rushing out. They were in all different shades of purple and all different sizes. Some just had purple spots or stripes, while others were completely purple. I pushed them back behind the door and I tried to close it, but more and more dogs kept coming. A tiny silky-coated violet colored dog pushed its way under the gate and began to run around my feet yapping. All of the dogs were howling and whining all at once, and the sound was absolutely deafening.  My Aunt Chelsea came running around the corner of the house to help me. She and I pushed on the door, trying to keep more dogs from escaping.

She started yelling at the little violet dog, “Sammy! Sammy, you get back under that door right now!”

The little violet dog named Sammy squeezed his way back under the door, but just then, the door and the whole fence started to fall apart and sway back and forth. And the neighbor’s dogs started to push on the fence next to us, poking their blue heads in between the loosening slats.

Then…

I woke up.