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The first thing I remember is getting into cold water and then changing into dry clothes lego-city-style(I pressed ZL). [Next Scene: Lucid] I was in what appeared to be my garage, but I was able to see both doors. I flicked the open close switch several times, trying to open the doors. Then I remembered that they would not open unless I expected them to. So then I took 3 seconds to convince myself that the left garage door would open when I flicked the switch. When I flicked it, both doors opened conveniently. (Note: This is where I made the mistake of not remembering to stabilize the dream, even though everything already looked solid and complete when I looked around.) I walked outside, and I found a blue car with the hood up with a bunch of random tools/objects, bench with random stuff, trees all around, and a glove in some webs. Since I wanted to use the glove for something, I said, “I need some supplies,” and got a random object from the car instead of just pulling the glove out of the webs like I would in real life. So, I suddenly decided that I never required the glove in the first place.

Next, I wanted to shapeshift, but I thought that getting ‘super powers’ would assist in it. I said, “Can I have sup—okay, I wish I had super powers.” It did help quite a bit, I said slowly, “I wish I was a wolf.” (<-- I had been planning this since I was in the garage) I slowly morphed into a wolf. It didn’t complete so I will try again more slowly next time. Next, Dad came over and showed me a sculpture that induced fake memories. I said, “I wish I had a tail,” and suddenly, without warning, in no time flat, without me expecting it, the scene flips into a non-lucid dream where a crazy guy is transforming life forces (depicted by a 1-inch star) into alien bodies. The third time the guy attempted it, the classic cartoon fail happened—the star bounced on the metal floor and went into a slightly bigger alien body than what it was intended to go into. Then the guy said something, put an octagonal shape high on a tree, and I woke up.
Apparent Lucid Trigger: Garage
Time: 2-3 minutes

I see man father wandering about in the near dark. He is enclosed by what look like cricket nets about 10ft tall around a square. I try to warn him but it is like i'm outside the dream trying to step in.
He cannot hear me.
A giant grey wolf the size of an elephant is prowling around the nets. There is a big hole, not that it would need one to get through.
I force my way into the dream, first person. As I do two more wolves appear and notice me.
They head towards me, i am prettified and struggling to overcome my fear.
I have two guns that I need to thumb the triggers back on before I can fire. As the wolves get closer their heads transform into the heads of humans. I don't recognise them, just greasy long haired waxy men.
The dream ends as I am trying to fire at them.

Another job in the dream realm. This time I was working a futuristic warehouse. The place was dark and almost desolate. I remember being in a big empty room with a transparent monitor screen suspended over the door displaying the date and time. It was at this moment that things did not seem right. I didn't work at a warehouse anymore (I used to work at one IRL) so why was I...?

Son of a bitch. I was dreaming. I stopped and took a moment to examine my surroundings. It always amazed me how real and tangible everything felt. As I stated once in a previous lucid dream one of my reality checks is my magic watch.

Now one of the tools I use to tell if I am dreaming or not is my magic watch. Every once in a while I will do a reality check IRL by checking my watch. I will press two ‘buttons’ (they’re not buttons IRL) at the top and the bottom of the face of my watch. If nothing happens (or if I’m just not wearing a watch) then I know I am not dreaming. However, if the face of my watch unlatches and opens up then I know that I am dreaming. This has never failed me. Now in The Dream Realm, I will use this magic watch as a bottomless storage device. When the face opens up I can reach in and pull out anything that I want.
~Excerpt from an earlier dream called Lucid Highway

Anyway, I've been experimenting with my magic watch and had an idea for it earlier this year. I wondered if I could use it as sort of a Social Status Indicator (SSI) like the one that is featured in Assassin's Creed. This could be used to alert me to any hostiles that may be in the area. I looked down at my watch and was happy to see the social status icon appear on my watch's screen. The SSI was indicating that there were no hostiles in the area. I walked into the next room of the warehouse where I saw a dimly lit room full of pallets of mulch. At least that's I remembered seeing when I woke up. I knew there were pallets though I am not entirely sure what was on them. I do remember the pallets were arranged in rows. I walked past the rows of pallets and looked down at my watch. My SSI was indicating that there was a hostile nearby. According to the Indicator, the hostile hadn't spotted me yet but he was aware that I was in the area with him. I stepped lightly but was not worried. Then I saw the hostile. It was a wolf. The wolf had spotted me and was making a beeline towards me. My SSI let me know that I was now exposed and in the middle of an open conflict. I really was not afraid of this thing as it was slow and rather unintelligent. Now don't ask me where this idea came from but I went ahead and pointed a finger gun at him and "fired." Believe it or not, it worked. The wolf fell over dead. Somehow I knew that that would work. Anyway, I checked my SSI and it was indicating that there was another hostile in the area but according to the indicator the hostile was either not aware of my presence or was aware but simply did not recognize me or was otherwise uninterested. In that case, I did not worry about it and went about my business. I was making my way towards another door when I woke up. But I was very tired and fell right back asleep and found myself back in the warehouse pallet room. There, an anime girl was teaching me how the watch worked the many ways that it could be used. I woke up shortly thereafter.

...and the coolest story idea ever! I only remembered one dream from last night, and sadly it wasn't lucid, but it was still really awesome.

My family and I were going to the Haunted Islands (which is a placeholder name for a foreboding archipelago in my imaginational world that will be used in one of my novels at some point).

But they were significantly different than how I designed them in my conscious, waking life. For one thing, they were more of a theme park or tourist attraction. In fact, as we were going to visit, we weren't sure if the place was really dangerous or if it was just a fun attraction. We went in the evening, when the sun had already set, so it was already pretty creepy.

There were two large mountains that embodied the spirits of the island. The narrative temporarily faded, and instead I was looking at a coloring book with the mountains outlined on it. I started coloring them in with a gray marker. Then, they became real again. One had the head of a snake, with glowing eyes which switched from yellow to blue every few minutes or so. The other was another monster, more mammalian: I can't remember precisely what it was, but I think it was either a bear or a wolf or something. The snake-mountain was really cool. It was almost seductive in the way that it spoke, inviting us to the island. However, it also creeped me out, even though I absolutely love snakes in the waking world. I think I just got a really bad feeling, and so did my parents. Like we shouldn't be there.

The snake gave us one last warning: We had a short increment of time in which we could still leave. The gates to the haunted world were closing, but we had like a minute to rush out.

My sister was really excited by the prospect of exploring this haunted world. My brother usually goes along with her IRL, and he did so in the dream. However, my parents decided to leave. At the very last second, I decided to as well. A silver analog clock read 10:25 PM, and I had a lot of homework to do even in the dream. We rushed out the gates and just got out before they shut. Barely. Narrowest escape in a dream ever. xD

And then I remember vaguely something about Scooby-Doo.

This is oddly symbolic of what's going on in the waking world. Suffice it to say that my sister was doing some rather unhealthy things...think drugs and sex as a high schooler. And my brother isn't doing anything crazy., but he is losing his faith and is really struggling emotionally.

I'm using this dream as a creative idea. Either for a novel or a theme park ride idea, or -- better yet -- both! I'd like to be an Imagineer one day, but I don't think this idea would work particularly well for Disney.

Oh, and I also had two more dreams, but I couldn't remember them. I know I had them, but I had zero recollection of the content upon waking.

D1 - A large grey wolf was in the back room of my parents house.
I let it out of the window for it to relieve itself. It turned into a tall dark man. It all turned very sexual Oo lol he found some lady.

D2 - Trying to copy a dvd using an old style stacking mini stereo unit. Interrupted by return of parents. I removed a load of cables so they wouldn't notice or hear it.

It is stated, re-writing dreams to another format may help with dream recall.
So, to start off this journal with.

12th of Feb, 2012

Boy, was I an obnoxious fellow back then.

My first dream recorded in journal was lucid. The second dream was common, and I'll write of both, since they have happened in one night.

1st lucid dream.
Rocket party

I am present on some luxurious party, with tuxedos, champagne, golden drapery and such, Gatsby style. The party was going on inside. Suddenly, I realised I'm in a dream. Why? I guess I just felt it. I became excited and started rubbing hands with each other. to stabilize the environment. I went outside through the coatroom and wished so there would be a beach shore. I pushed the door and there it was, sand and sea.

After walking there a bit I spawned a rocket with an intent to fly it. I hugged the rocket and turned it on by a demand. I don't remember the physical sensations, then the rocket took me to some village during winter. It wasnt't cold. I jumped off the rocket and felt my grasp on dream loosen. I took measures against it, but I fell in a grey fog nevertheless.

Subjective ratings:
Physical sensations - none
Lucidity level - 10% to 20%
Audial sensations - partial

Common dreams here and further
Troll invasion

I was on a shore I don't recognize, sorta mediterranean. I had few other kids with me. We went home by the shore. Then we noticed giants walking across, they were fat and skin of a green colour covered theirs.

*Jump-cut*

We're at home, which seems to be my former school, particularly it's entrance hallway. I'm changing shoes. There's a hammer near me and a broken lego piece. I 'knew' what if I were to smash the lego piece with a hammer I could obtain some power. So I did. And when I done it, I reappeared directly a floor above my last location. Old master spoke something, something was bad and I should be sorry for it. When I looked out of the window, I saw trolls heading towards the entrance. This concludes it.

6th of June, 2014
Dragon assault

I went to hunt a dragon with some soup-like substance to lure him. I left it in bushes, close to forest. It was sunny, not a cloud. The dragon came and started munching away, I tried to sneak in from behind, but he noticed me before I could land a strike. He turned to me, but I didn't like the way he looked, some unholy abomination with snout like pacman or something? I rewinded my dream back to the point when I set a lure in there.

Then came another dragon, a fine looking beast this time. I sneaked in and jammed a makeshift spear into his rear. The dragon was enraged and exhaled fire all over me. To my displeasure I noticed a lack of weapon in my hand (I left it back there), but I took another spear conveniently laying nearby and fought the beast. Dragon made haste to neaby forest, there lay an entrance to some goblin cave (which, I suspect, was a dwarf minesite before) and I continued to fight him there. It was very dark and only flames the dragon emitted illuminated the shafts. Dragon kept me low on health (suddenly skyrim ui turned on), so I constantly switched to inventory and gulped down health potions. This concludes it.

27th of Aug, 2014
Freezing howl

I walked my way up a ice-covered road. The road actually went at a very sharp degree, higher and higher. I pulled with me a log with spikes (branches?) covering it. I've also seen the other man carrying down a big log with some weird construction on it, it kept sliding to a side. Car appeared on scene, and speeded onto him. His log slided and hit it in the left side, knocking it in the air in slow-mo fashion. I've noticed splatters of blood on its hood. I made haste onwards, couldn't keep balance (must've walked on the edge of road) and fell down into snow, from somewhere-somewhere 12 storeys high.

I've landed somewhere in a deep forest. Sight of wolves seemed through the black trees. I hurried there where my eyes looked, and found a burning village. It was infernal, fire was at its peak. I thught I could find some help, but there seemed to be not a soul around. Wolves' howl kept getting closer. That concludes it.

That's about it for now. I'll get down some more in a few days.

Morning of March 6, 2016. Sunday.



This highly atypical dream state was like a hybrid of a false awakening and a lucid waking transition glitch. The setting seems to be our bed as it is in real life, except that I get the impression or for whatever reason have the false memory of a door to outside being just east of our bed, about where the middle of the kitchen is in reality.

My wife Zsuzsanna mentions something about an animal having gotten in through the window (which does not makes sense as it has a screen). It seems to be a wolf, about twice the size of a normal wolf. However, it seems to be invisible. I try to kick it out of our bed several different times and at one point, oddly believe that I somehow kicked it through the closed door (again, rendered in the wrong location), not breaking through the door (or causing it to fling open) but phasing through it (dream “logic”?). There are at least three “resets” of the situation.

Several times, I thrash my legs around (even though it does not seem I had done this in reality no matter how “real” it felt). The wolf seems to be very tiny at times, though the sheet seems lumpier and higher at other times. I can see clearly into the room, as it is seemingly near dawn. There is no actual attack or implied injury at any point.

Morning of January 15, 2016. Friday.



This dream was really odd in what I first thought was random distortion, though I soon began to grasp at least three layers of meaning in a fairly short time, one layer (the most likely, I think) which I will share here.

I am making love to Zsuzsanna in an unknown and unfamiliar setting - what seems to be a fancy hotel room. The made bed (closer to the cater-cornered door than where we are) has its headboard against the wall. I am directly on the right side of it on my back on the carpeted floor, facing the opposite direction of the headboard (with my feet closest to the table and lamp near the wall). Zsuzsanna is on top, first facing one direction than facing the other (in two different events - the sense of touch and localized awareness of heat being very elevated).

I am becoming more and more aware (though not lucid) and soon notice several miniature wolves (slightly smaller than a cat) running around in midair (at about shoulder height), one directly above the pillow. These wolves are not threatening in any way, just mildly distracting. I start to wonder how many there are or if they will become less chaotic (for example, to form a straight line somewhere).

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My reasoning was almost stumped until my interpretation ability flowed naturally. What do people supposedly do when they want to sleep? Count sheep, of course…miniature imaginary sheep that hop over the would-be sleeper and his pillow and are sometimes imagined as floating in the air. This is inverted on possibly two levels. Instead of counting sheep, I am already in the dream state, so the “opposite” form appears - wolves. They are also not lined up to count, implying the dream continuing without waking (though they still may imply the waking mechanism since dreams often implement opposite “what if” ideas). There may also be an association with sheep as related to the popular non-word “sheeple” to describe unaware people. Wolves imply freedom and intelligence over the unaware conformist. However, something being in mid-air, I happen to know (by being directly told in the dream state) that it may sometimes mean “not getting enough support”, which may relate to my perception of much of humanity as not being very aware - or even interested in their own mind and dream states.

Bed early at 8.30 or so - was feeling unwell but after laying in bed soon started feeling better and drifted off to sleep early which was good.

Woke up at 3am wrote down dream and decided to do wbtb until 4am

Lay on back for wild at 4 and relaxed till looked at my watch at 6am - relaxed well and had a NL - good try - went on to side at 6 knowing I have to be up at 6.45am

Got lucid twice - Attempted the Bonus and accomplished one of the Advanced Tasks 🌠

I am running down a steep sandy mountainside and a boat is going by in a river just opposite - I have been challenged to make it on to the large boat as it passed my strip of land so I have to move with a Flash ⚡️⚡️⚡️and I did. The boat slowly became a car and we moved along the sea/street - as we moved I realised I am dreaming and this is my dream 🙃😀
I say to the DC " This is a dream! Lets make this boat/car fly - 🛳🚘⛴ come on lets make it fly!'

The car takes off and we fly evenly into the big sky - its then that I remember about trying the Bonus task of going into the void - I announced I am going into the void and every thing went black pretty soon ...I then remembered I had to create a new place/world but things didn't exactly go to plan 😬😉 I will try again soon
- Maybe after reading BlairBros during my wbtb ...anyway - I was Lucid again and running up the side of a building after changing into a wolf/fox (this happened as a very spontaneouse thought within the dream ... like a natural progression but it is something I have been incubating a bit since having a few NL about Wolves 🐕 ) and along the top of the building I looked over at the building next to me and saw a load of people walking behind a wall and looking at me in a curiouse way So ..

I shouted over to them that this is a dream and gravity doesn't work the same in dreams so anything can happen ... They might even start floating up into the air ..So in just a moment some of them started loosing their grip and starting to lift up into the air their faces looking a little perplexed

DOn't remember must, except that I had to feed wolves with really dubious meat. That carcass looked very... humanoid.

I'm laying down on a couch, in a recess of a bigger room, next to a open french window. The sun is streaming in between white drapes fluttering. Their is a garden behind the window, green lawn with a tall dark green hedge and a tree that looks like a mulberry tree. The couch is warm and made of buttery smooth brown leather, I can feel the fines stiches on the cushions. The wall above me is cream and the ceilling white. The corner of the wall behind my head and going into the house is is covered up to maybe one meter and a half with smooth, cold ceramic tiles, longer than larger. There are this beautiful, deep red of chinese lacquer, and contrast very nicely with the wooden floor. I tilting my head, I can see a open door, going inside another room shrouded in darkness.
I start to wonder where I am, and try to get up. My body is incredibly heavy and inyelding, and I fall of the couch. I ended up on a thick cream carpet, just in front of the open window. I can feel the warmth of the sun and a soft breeze. A little blond haired boy in a school uniform comes in from the garden. His hair are wispy and almost white, falling on his shoulders and fluttering in the breeze like the drapes. I ask him to find Eli, and he runs back into the garden without a word. I try to lift my arm, but my body still doesn't respond. I turn my head to look outside, and I see a tall man in the garden with the boy. I call Eli and he turns his head to me, smiling. He walks to me and stop right next to my hips. From the floor he looks impossibly tall, with his eyes shining in the sun. He kneels and wrap his arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug. I feel engulfed, warm, and above all, safe. In a crystal clear instant, I can feel his warmth through his cotton tshirt, his belt buckle against me, the smell of his skin and the tickle of his light stubble.
I'm in the garden now, standing up under the mulberry tree. It's still a beautiful sunny afternoon, the walls of the house are a textured cream with white borders around the windows. I'm looking over the corner of the house, to the open portal. A wolf run in, followed by a pack of barking dogs. I pick her up and recognize my totem animal. Her fur is all matted and dirty, and she's pantting, but at least I've scared the dogs away. I plan to bath her and ask her what she thinks about the name I'm picked for her, but I lose the dream before I can do that.

finally, I'm in my sister bedroom, she picked up two small orange stripped kittens, a male and a female. The female one is boncy and adventurous and quikly desappear into the house; the male meows at me until I pick him up and scarry him around with his fronts paw over my arm like a stuffed toys, making him purrs loudly.

I don't remember a lot from last night, only feelings and impressions.

Fur, snow, howls, black leafless trees, wolves.

This is going to be a long entry!

First dream: Can't teach a fish how to swim

I'm swimming in a river contained in a cemented canal, on the insistance of my cousin. It's sunny and a little windy, but the water is really murky and the few reeds growing in the cement crack are gnarly and sickly. Luckily for me, the water around me is a litle lest disrty and I can see a little through it; my cousin wears a dark blue one piece bathing suit and is coated with grim, save fore her hair and face. She looks like she used to a few years back, when she wore her hairs shoulder lenght and parted in the middle, with blonde highlights. We reach a platform with metallic stairs, there is a group of men here, calling us and reaching out. I grab the railing of the stairs and pull myself out of the water, with a little help. The air is hot and dry; even the strong wind is hot and I can feel my skin dry in seconds. I walk up the stairs to get out of the canal, we're in the middle of a large, dirt and sand plain with nothing in sight but the canal. My cousin doesn't want to get out, and she find the current in the middle of the river and swims with is away from us.

I woke up and did a WBTB, reading stuff and nagging Eli for around twenty minutes

secon dream: Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers/Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters

I'm walking around town with my family, it's even late dusk or early evening, the street lamps are lit but still there is some sunlight, that grey light that stay around after the sun itself has desappear. It's a pretty town, with old stones houses in terraces and stone paved road; it's clean and pretty touristic, even with the aerial electric line crisscrossing the sky overhead. I lag a little behind and tell myself Eli should be here. He walks up to my side and I realise I'm dreaming.
I smile to him and he wraps his arm around my waist with a smile of his own. We walk a little and he asks me if I want to do anything in particular. I snuggle against him, drawning a blank, until suddently I remember one of my objective: finding my animal totem. I grab Eli hand and excitedly tell him that I want my animal totem. He let me drag him around town and we find a small place with a little gathering of animals under a street lamps. I walk to them and ask which one is my totem animal. A giant, soft gray wolf wearing another wolf skin of the same color like a coat, with the other wolf head half covering her own, comes to sit in front of me. She have light gold eyes and dark gray nose, and a very pink tongue. She's a little on the gangly side, and her paws look almost oversized.* Her head is larger that a average wolf, with more slanted eyes. She makes me thing of a fox in disguise, but I still think of her as a wolf. I ask her her name, and she remains silent, staring intendly at me. I pet her head and scratch gently her neck, asking her name again. She shakes her head, making the wolf fur on her back slips a little, and give me a gentle headbutt. I ask her a third time, and I hear inside my head a feminine voice, ringing like a silver bell, telling me "Name me!" I'm startled and let go of the dream.

*Eli think it looked like a puppy. A puppy the size of a small pony.

Third dream: Seven days to live

I'm controling a man in a zombie apocalypse. The air is gray and yellow, he is in a urban environement with broken up road and falled buildings. I feel the controller in my hand, and it's like I'm overing over his shoulder. I know through story exposition that this apocalypse come from an airborn virus, and that some people like the man I'm controling are unaffected by it. I use the bumpers to have him jump through windows and fight of the infected. They aren't very resistant, and their skin tear like paper under the blow, letting their muscles fall out with lymph rather that blood. In fact, there's very little blood, maybe a couple of small scratchs on my character, as a way to let the payer know that their life is slightly depleted. I make him jump inside a dirty white bus and I fuse with him, and I'm the charater as myself.
This bus is going to a safe place with people immune to the virus, but we're aren't sure that all of us are really immune, and the atmosphere is tense. We keep the doors and windows as closed as possible; only people that proved that they were immune are allowed to get out. The bus have being gutted and the chairs remplaced by diner chairs painted white, with a backrest shaped like a giant echec piece, a knight. At first it's full, but after a couple of stop some chairs are empty. I walk trought the bus and see my cousin again, pouting, and a very old friend being pissy about having to stay inside the bus. I get out and go to speak with the driver, who show me that the bus is being fitted on rails to be able to travel through a very steep fall and up, like a roller coaster. I get vertigo looking at the fall and go back inside the bus, wondering if sitting in front will make is worse or better. I decide to sit in the back and my pissy friend is less pissy, and let me sit next to him.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #2??: The Curtain of Reality

I’m walking through a darkened hallway in some kind of restaurant with my friend RF. There’s an enormous guy coming down the hallway in the opposite direction, tall, Hispanic, athletic-looking, and probably close to 300 pounds, built like a linebacker. He seems to be coming right for me, so I squeeze myself over to the side wall so that I don’t get flattened. Something about this feels dreamlike, and I become lucid.

I walk further down the hallway toward a door, but before I walk through, the scene changes into a semi-darkness like the void. I rub my hands together and keep walking forward, preparing for the next dream scene. From out of the darkness, a voice says, “Oh, that’s the guy who thinks he’s a wolf.”

For some reason I take this as an affront to my lucidity and I shout back, “I am the motherfucking wolf!” :canislucidus:

The voice falls silent and now I can make out repeated patterns in my field of vision, though it’s not at all clear what the patterns represent. I reach toward them and they respond to me touch, moving like cloth. I go into a long monologue about how “I’m peeling back the curtain of reality” and try to push these shapes aside to see what’s beyond.

Finally the “curtain” parts and I’m in semi-darkness, seated in a huge, ornate movie theater. The seats are filled with people, animals, and even unfamiliar alien creatures. They’re all staring drowsily at the screen, fascinated by what’s playing out there.

I can make out shapes and action on the screen, but don’t study it too closely since I’m fascinated by everything else I’m seeing. I feel like all of these beings (myself included) are gathered here to dream. I narrate to myself, “That’s what dreams are…”

As I look around, I notice that every moviegoer has a little icon above their head which indicates what kind of food they’re eating. One tall, insectile alien has an icon representing Hot Tamales candy bouncing over its head. Not long after noticing this, I wake up.

06/02/2015 - THE WOLF MAMA

I’m at a RAPHAEL’S home. I think I don’t want to be there because it’s in a shitty part of town. I make an excuse and I leave. Next thing I remember, I’m getting a call and my friend EDUARDO tells me that RAPHAEL has just passed away. Shit.

So I go back, I get into the apartment and I see a lot of people standing in front of his bedroom’s door. They’re watching the body, I think. So I go to pay my respects and I see Raphael in bed. He’s alive. But sleeping. I get really fucking pissed and I get ready to leave when-

I notice a wolf there. I get super excited. It’s a goddamn wolf and I’m very much so a dog person. So I make friends with the wolf and she seems to really like me. We play around for a bit and I realize that the wolf has two pups. I go: “That’s it, I’m definitely taking the wolf mama and her two pups to my tiny apartment even though I already have a dog!”

The wolves and I really bond, and as we’re playing outside Raphael’s apartment, Wolf Mama bites something hard and breaks most of her teeth. Now I really can’t leave her alone, she’ll need someone to take care of her.

As I leave the building to wait for my ride I start worrying about the fact that I DO already have a dog, who doesn’t play well with others and the fact that these are goddamn wolves. Big. Powerful. They could tear my tiny dog apart. Also, I didn’t ask my mom permission to bring the wolves home. That’s when I wake up.