dog_dreams kerry i was lying on my side in bed and the window was open--the window i always keep shut and curtained so that my bedroom is a cave, because i only sleep well in pitch-black, in darkness so deep you can't see the hand in front of your own face there was a stirring outside the window and alex's chin was tucked in my shoulder, we were whispering "what is that," and my hair was standing on end, waiting for some unknown menace to appear but instead, skittering quick like a squirrel headed for a tree, a long dog appeared, coarse gray fur, golden eyes, little triangles for ears. climbed onto the bed and curled into itself we laughed and i woke up, the window was closed and the curtains drawn, the dog was gone, all that was left was gentle snoring behind me the warm of my own puppy curled into the backs of my bent legs 240303 what's it to you? who go blather from