9volt

Dream 1:
I was a sort of groundskeeper for a Boy Scout camp in the woods. It was the last day, and everyone was ready to go home
after a week of camping. I was replacing some paper towels in a bathroom dispenser (the kind where it has the lever you
pull down to dispense the towels) in one of the bathrooms, when I noticed a noise coming to my left side. A giant python
(dream self knew it was someone's pet) had made its way into the bathroom and was coming right at me. Before I could
react, it bit my left arm and was starting to wrap around it. I managed to get it off before it could wrap too tightly, and
I pulled its head off of my arm with my other hand. So there I was, holding this all-black python by its head, bleeding in the
bathroom.
Somehow I ended up making it home while holding onto the snake. I remember a distinct feeling of soreness in my fingers
from clamping down on it's head to stop it from biting me again. It also made no more attempts to constrict me, as its
body just dragged behind the head wherever I took it. I tried many times to kill the snake. One attempt I made, I tried to
twist its neck and snap its head off. I felt and heard the bones crushing, but it didn't die. I also didn't have a free hand to do it
any meaningful harm. I went downstairs and asked my mother for help. We took it into the backyard and I held it taught
as she sawed off its head with my pocketknife. It was such a relief to finally be able to let go of the snake after holding
so tightly onto it for so long.

Dream 2:
I was in the backyard of a very nice house in some tropical / Hollywood-type neighborhood, on the side of a hill.
Other houses stretched far below to a body of water. The person who's house it was wasn't around, as it seems me and my
girlfriend were house sitting and watching their dogs. There were at least seven different dogs there, one of whom was the
leader of their pack. As me and my girlfriend were sitting in the backyard watching them run around and play, one of the
smaller dogs did something it wasn't supposed to. It knew this because we saw it tuck its tail in and run away from the
others. The leader saw this happen and it could not go unpunished. The smaller dog jumped into the pool in the back-
yard and sank to the bottom in an attempt to hide, but it was no use. The leader dog grabbed a double kayak paddle in
its mouth, swam to the bottom, and began to hit the other dog on the side, while they were both at the bottom of the pool.
After it was done with the punishment, it swam back up to the surface and got out of the pool, while the other dog lay there
motionless. We thought it was dead, until a few bubbles emerged from its mouth and floated to the surface. It was a relief to
know it wasn't dead.