It’s funny how our brains use dreams to make sense of what happens during the day. I had a wacky dream last night that is easily explained by what I’ve been doing for the last few days.
Perhaps you recall the puppies Oregon Basset Hound Rescue rehomed a few weeks ago. For the last couple of days I have been on the phone making arrangements to meet and sign the final, official adoption paperwork. So. I’ve had bassets on the brain. Last night I was knitting in bed watching Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. I guess I went to bed with Hogwarts on the brain because I had the most remarkable dream.
A castle was available in France. Free. I was making arrangements to become the new proprietor so I could create a basset hound rescue in it. The castle did not really look like Hogwarts. In fact, it looked more like this castle, the Chateau de Chambord.
Apparently I also had a student teacher and she and her advisor were also involved in some way. those details escape me now. I woke up before the deal was finalized, but the outlook was good.
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