insideout

January 12, '11,
Sometimes I remember dreams that I don't even know how to describe.
Like last night, it started out with me playing with a female dog with puppets on my hands. A male dog showed up and was trying to mate with the female dog. I thought that I was probably suppose to keep them from mating, but I didn't do anything about it. The owner of the girl dog appeared and I was afraid he would be mad. But the girl dog was wearing something around her waist to keep her from getting pregnant.

He stuck his finger into a hole in the dog's belly, and pulled out some of her intestines. They were really long and thin. And then this is when the dream gets hard to describe.
I was helping with operating on the dog, but it didn't look anything like a dog anymore. It was like a two-dimensional representation of part of the dog's intestines, laid out on the ground, big enough for us to stand inside. We were trying to move a string/chain that was somehow suppose to go inside the intestines, but was partially hanging out. Sort of. Even that isn't a very accurate description of what was going on. I was standing in the way and the string/chain was caught behind my legs.

Then I had a ball of some sort, like a small basket ball, and I had to find an empty place to put it with all the other basketballs on the ground, in a large field. There were also people sitting in chair and tiny frozen animals in the grass that I had to be careful not to step on and break. This was all still part of the operation.

I grabbed onto someone's leg and slid down a hill, still holding the ball and trying not to touch the ground.

And that's all I remember. What the heck was all that?