Another nightmare...
I was all alone looking down at my town. I saw dogs and houses and humans, and even a cat
sitting in the middle of my street. Nothing I could do about it. I was floating.
My town looked a little like the Shire from Tolkien`s "The Lord of the Rings".
Dogs were sniffing and marking, playing and barking. Humans were walking and talking,
growing stuff in their gardens, washing their cars, looking busy.
But way, way, way in the distance, to the southeast, I saw a tall black mountain,
a scary dark monster thing with smoke and lightning coming out of its top.
Then I saw this familiar face on a TV screen,
and its jaws began to move and it said "we must persevere, we must persevere".
But I knew this was the same face that had stirred up the black mountain,
and the face that was sending more and more warriors to stop what he himself had started.
I wanted to forget about the face, and pretend it was none of my business, but I couldn`t.
I felt the loss, the anger. And I saw the laughing faces of the real criminals,
the ones spreading the terror... they were all hiding far from the black mountain,
in other countries, just planning their cruel plans...
And I woke up shaking all over. It was still dark outside. My human was bending over me.
"Not again..", he said, "forget that bad stuff, do the dog thing!"
I drank some water. I gave him a big lick,
and I went back to sleep.