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    1. Bad dream, losing Diesel and Dutchess, riding without my helmet and Joanne.

      by , 04-19-2013 at 04:21 PM (Ramblings of a mad man...!)
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      I guess you get to an age where you no longer have nightmares, just bad dreams or dreams you didn't like. At least that's the way I see it now. So last night, I had a nightmare - bad dream - of sorts.
      I went to bed really late, like 3am, woke up around 5am and as I didn't recall any dream for DEILD, I got up for about an hour.


      For some reason I found myself in Joanne's house, living there with her, which would never happen in a million lifetimes.
      Spoiler for why I hate Joanne.:

      So I found myself living with Joanne, but for some reason another girl named Kate, who I was also seeing turned up, Joanne was out and so I let her in, but then Joanne returned. I explained who Kate was and that she was here and Joanne was fine with it - she always was a soft touch - however Kate wasn't too impressed though she made the most of it with a brave face. After they had spoken, Kate commented that she didn't know what to make of her now she knew she was Irish. I explained she wasn't Irish, in fact she was Scunthorpe born and bred, I said that she puts accents on to try and make herself more interesting to other people, to give herself some kind of personality if you like.

      I decided to go out on my bike, but for some reason I didn't take my helmet, I had a hooded top on and thought that would at least keep the police off my back. I was speeding down the road when all of a sudden the steelwork of a building with a jet engine in the centre flew past me at incredible speed almost knocking me off my bike in it's wake. As I turned the bend I saw Carl from Poker waving me down and signalling the police were about. I was going quite fast and when I started to slow down, I noticed for the first time that there was snow on the ground and I had to be really careful. I got off the bike and stood talking to Carl and someone who resembled Shackles.
      Shackles or his dream equivalent was saying how he rode all the time and how good he was, when I asked him what he was riding though, he said he's retired for now, which I thought was an odd thing to follow up with.

      Scene change - We only own a shower and a very small back yard. Since forever, Diesel and Dutchess have been a nightmare to bathe, also not very fond of water in general. Well just recently, the past couple of summers, we've managed to get Diesel in the water with the aid of sticks, which he calls balls and is obsessed with, to the point that recently he has actually been swimming for a couple of seconds at a time. So yesterday was the hottest it's been this year and I got the idea to take them to the lake and give them a good bath. It was quite funny, but I think they actually both enjoyed it.

      Joy and I were walking the dogs down the riverside and we found a place to bathe them. Dutchess went first as she is the least bother, usually just stands stock still until it's over, unlike Diesel who fights me all the way. Afterwards she was swimming in the water when she noticed a seal or sea lion, we'll say seal, she got out to play with it. It seemed to get nasty real quick and I shouted for her to come away from it, as soon as I said this, Dutchess turned into a seal, jumped in the water and started to swim with the seal. Joy then shouted that there were at least four or five of them. The whole scene had a feeling of dread about it, I told Dutchess to get out of the water which she did, as a dog again. As soon as the seals left, I got Diesel to come to me, I was stood in waist deep water with him and I was shouting for Joy to look, as I walked about in the water it got deeper and all of a sudden I stood on something sharp, Diesel was now panicking and I had to hold his head above the water and look at my foot at the same time. There was a yellow drawing pin stuck in my foot and it had some sort of logo on it, though I don't recall what.

      We left the river side when both Diesel and Dutchess ran off in different directions, we panicked as we watched both of them encounter accidents, I saw Dutchess get hit by a car, and Joy said something had happened to Diesel, although she didn't say what, they were both lying on the floor immobile. Dutchess was crying and trying to move, but she could only inch along the floor on her belly, Diesel was having fits and convulsions. I didn't know which way to run. Diesel was closest by far, then someone shouted that Dutchess wasn't going to make it and I broke off towards Diesel. As I reached him, he was still fitting and as I moved in closer he fell down a shallow hole. I climbed in to get him and I noticed he'd turned completely grey - something I've dreamt before - I picked him up and cradled him, I was crying as I climbed out of the hole and thinking that I now had to get to Dutchess as quick as possible. I set off towards her, but I never made it. I woke proper at 8am shouting out loud "What an awful bloody dream...!"

      Updated 04-19-2013 at 04:29 PM by 61677

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