The Dreams of Dogs

Sometimes that part of your brain that kicks in and keeps you from acting out your dreams does not do so for Mrs. Wigglebottom. This has given me great insight into what she dreams about. Sometimes, she makes little suckling noises, and so, I think, she's dreaming about being a puppy at her mother's teat. This breaks my heart. Other times she makes this closed-mouth mrumgff noise, so, obviously, she's dreaming of barking at something. Yesterday, her legs were kind of flailing around and so she seemed to be dreaming of running. I suspect, for my own reasons, that she also dreams of flying, as there are plenty of times when we are out in the real world and she seems dejected by the limits of gravity. It's weird. Every day I go places that she cannot go with me and I doubt she sits around wondering where I am. But I'm incredibly curious about her dreams, where she goes when she's not with me.