Nerefa

Had a dream that we took the rabbits to a show and we were camping with them. Had lots of fun with them running in the pens. I was excited about the rabbits too. I originally brought them there by copying the parents from waking reality. So we took Ferrari, Leo, and some others that currently exist, and made copies into the dream world. we already raised a few generations of dream rabbits. This wasn’t just a regular animal show either, it was a multi dimensional one.

But then we accidentally left them at the campsite. I don’t know how I managed to do that, but by the time we figured it out, we had already driven away.

So we hightailed it back. We had to go through the front building and security first before we could get back onto the campsite.

This campsite was being used by a lot of animal raisers, and it was a much bigger deal because they came from a lot of different dimensions with their animals, so there were lots of alien animals, and a lot more security to go through.

As we were waited for our paperwork to be seem to get back in, since they have this whole quarantine thing on top of security, I saw a guy who just took a test to determine his eligibility for whether he could take some animals that had been left behind after the show.

I overheard him boasting on the phone about how this was his lucrative side gig as a fancy multidimensional pet store owner/breeder, he goes around to the big shows and does this every time, how he was going to swoop in and get them before their owners got s chance to come back, and he has gotten a lot of nice animals that way in the past.

This pissed me off, so I told him I don’t know if he was trying to get ours specifically, but we’re here for them. He’s too late.

He told me I probably wasn’t going to get the rabbits back because there’s others like him, and security doesn’t have time to petsit all the animals that people leave behind, so they’re probably gone by now. They were probably already picked up by the park authorities and sold to the highest bidder like him.

This place is so big that there’s a market just for people getting animals that were left behind by accident… Wow.

I looked back at my SO and sighed, reassured her that worst-case scenario they’ll probably wind up in a decent place and I’ll just copy the parents back in from waking reality. We’ll just start over.

Then I turned back to the guy and asked him if he existed in my waking reality or if he was just in this realm, with implication of the opinion that waking reality is considered more stable than dream realm, and therefore more reliable.

He just frowned.

I told him I still have those animals in the waiting reality and will just copy them again. We’re not going to be brought down by some scammy dream dimension vulture who makes a career out of stealing people’s dream animals.

I was really angry with him. I think he reminded me of those people who buy houses at auctions after foreclosures. One time I was with a mother of 10 who was about to lose her house, sobbing and terrified, but we served the paperwork at the auction last minute just as they started the bidding. There were a bunch of bidders standing around, waiting to capitalize off of her misfortune.

Anyway, back to the dream.

I went down the hall as we were cleared to go back to the campground, and started looking around the rabbit section. I saw a lot of carriers that looked like ours, some empty, some with animals. None of them were ours, though.

My SO thought she saw ours in the distance and we started jogging towards a stack of carriers near some bleachers. The sunset was in our eyes, so I didn’t see them until we got closer. It was a bunch of Blanc de Hotots. Lovely, but not our animals.

We then found the security guard station where they had a collected a bunch of animals who were left behind and currently being moved to the field where they did the bidding.

I told my SO to stay here and I would go check to make sure they’re not there.

I turned myself invisible to slip past security into their station. However, it dawned on me that they were used to dealing with inter-dimensional travelers, and will probably see through my cloaking.

So I turned into my dragon instead to blend in with the animals.

One of the security guards stopped and noticed me, but assumed I was just one of the animals left behind.

I can’t remember what he said, but I ended up waking up in the morning shortly after.

In hindsight, wow. Maybe I was the jerk in this situation. Am I wrong for taunting my dream characters about how I come from the waking realm?
As if that makes me superior.
Got some things to think about.