I dreamt that Stan and I were visiting a single male friend who seemed like either Tim or Dale (but not Bill). We had a small rodent, either a rat or a gerbil, and we gave it to him as a present. I placed it on a table and petted it, and the guyfriend started to pet it too, but then he started rolling it like it was a tube of dough. As he was rolling it on the table, the animal's hair started growing longer and lighter colord, and I was afraid he was killing it. I told him to stop it, so he let go. The animal staggered around, dizzy. I was glad he didn't kill it, but didn't know if it would survive. He didn't seem all that thrilled that we had given this gift to him, and then I realized what a stupid idiot I was for gifting an animal. I asked him if he would rather us have the animal instead, and he said he would. In the meantime, the animal started to grow before our eyes, and its fur changed color from brown to a dark, dark green, almost black. It reached the size of a piglet or 20-lb pug dog (although it still had distinct "rodent features"). I could deal with a caged rodent (although IRL I will never get another rodent due to allergies), but what was I going to do with this thing that was larger than our cats and weighed as much as our dogs?
Labels: Animals, Dreams
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I would love to have a rodent pet if it weren't for the alergy problem. Having a pug to snuggle and pet is probably better anyway because they can be potty trained.
Maybe a Pygmy Hedgehog wouldn't give allergies, but it wouldn't exactly be something you could pet, really. I've often thought that it would be nice to have something little you could hold, but it wouldn't be fair to it because we wouldn't be able to keep it and the other animals together. It is really nice having cats and dogs that all get together and are potty trained.
I mean "get along together" not "get together." But they do get together, I guess.
Yes, potty trained animals (and people) are to prefer. Anne, my ex, has a bunny, seems like it leave something behind every time it jump. It's very cute though (the bunny, not the leftovers).
My dad had a bunny at some point when he lived with his parents (along with a bunch of cats). Claimed it was potty trained and got along with the cats. I wish I had a bunny...they are damned cute, but it would be cruel to Plato as he would want to shred it. My parents had more pets than I did when they were young than when I was young...I could never figure out why I couldn't have anything."Because we moved a lot", well, cats can move! The stupid excuses parents give kids and that they actually convince themselves of...yet, I digress.
Yes, bunnies are very cute. But there's something about the cognitive abilities (and housebreaking, of course) of dogs and cats that are unrivaled with other animals.
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