non-lucid

It started out like most of my dreams. I saw a massive storm cloud and checked to see if there were any tornados. Like always, there was. 2 actually. I ran to find my camera. In that time the tornado had moved closer, gotten smaller, and sort of merged near the top. Then it started moving as if each tornado was a leg, and it was running.
It ran right up to me. But this point it was no longer a tornado but a fluffy white guy about as tall as me. It kept shoving me and I shoved it back. And then I realized it's touch gave me poison ivy all over my body.