I was in my Dad's old place in Alaska, the one he sold after the divorce but the biggest house I have ever lived in. It was beautiful. (I think in ways, I missed my house the most after the divorce.)
In this dream, I was sitting on the upper level deck enjoying the fresh air and one of my co-workers comes out and sits next to me. Now the funny thing about this is, I don't really know him that well. I think he was in this dream because he reminds me so much of someone i used to know in Alaska. Seems my sleeping brain just subbed him in there.
He asked me if I was going to the bizarre. I said, "Of course!"
My dad called us down to the driveway where he was sitting in the 1970's orange Chevy van with teardrop windows that we drove from Michigan to Alaska in 1982. After going over the Alkan, that van was never quite right again, but there it was all revved up and ready to go in my dream.
My co-worker and I get in the van and off to the "bizarre" we go.
And that it was...
We get to this place somewhere in what sort of looks like Anchorage. It is a cross between a Walmart and a flea market. We start walking around looking at booths when we get to one that looks a lot like pet store with loads of kennels. My co-worker says, "I have been meaning to get one of these" and he walks to the front of the gates.
When my eyes adjust I realize that there are small children in the kennels and not animals like I had suspected! Some of them were all friendly and looked like they wanted to play while others were curled up in the back corners staring out at us with big frightened cow eyes, just like puppies in a pound.
He goes on to explain how he had been working on some fundraising ideas to help bring money in to these pounds since they were run completely by donations. I see this one particular child and immediately fall in love.
I tell him "This is the one I want!" It was this adorable little Mexican girl with crazy curly brown hair. We opened the cage and she ran into my arms.
This is when my alarm went off.
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