Rabid Reindeer and Roaming Dogs

Coke and Cella
breakfast

The reindeer was tied out to my clothes line, like dog on a dog run. In my dream it exhausted me. Was it rabid? Could it give rabies to my hens? Since I did not tie it there, would Animal Control be angry with me for having it tied up? Since it was just going crazy, leaping and crashing around, I was afraid to go and release it.  It seemed the anguish, reindeer's and mine,  continued all night long and there was no resolution. Part of the time, the hens were in their pen; part of the time they were out in the yard and steering clear of the reindeer.

But, I still wondered: was it rabid?

And, I got another tiny egg from Maggie May today. The egg is the size of Grade A Large from the grocery, but still about half the size Thelma gave me.

I suppose at this rate, I should start a new blog for a Dream Journal.

Later today, when the crowds have died down, I will wander out to see what there is to see...lol. Besides, I have a gift card sent me to buy sheets. My neighbor works at the store where I will shop. He can tell me if there are coupons now or will be in the next few days.

I only need one roll of wrapping paper, so I can get it wherever I find one for a quarter next week. I bought three rolls for a quarter each last year. I have a plastic box just for Christmas paper, not one sold for paper. It was cheap and long and the right length until I bought the three long rolls for a quarter each. They are in the way because of the length and no suitable storage space. Finally, I gave Michele a roll or two. So, since I am down a roll or three, I will buy more paper. Maybe not.

 

DOG!

 



Just now, I heard the hens in distress and a large dog barking. I ran to the window and saw Patsy Cline on the table and Thelma and Maggie May trying to get out of the pen through the crack in the door. The dog was behind the pen, near Patsy Cline and on the opposite side from the door. I ran to the door, grabbing my camera on the way since no one ever lets their dog run free. And, I cannot describe the dog adequately. Above, the dog was coming to where I am to challenge me.  I wish I were accurate with my pellet gun instead of chancing hitting my car or a window.


Okay, I am off to make a more nutritious breakfast.

Your turn
Have you ever dreamed about reindeer? Isn't candy a food group for a couple of days around Christmas?