Dream 015
There was an army of rabbits in the backyard searching for a dog that had mauled one of their sargeants. They all wore lovely little buccaneer jackets with circular ribbons pinned to their lapels. I went outside to ask what they wanted and they all looked at me with their little black rabbit eyes... they communicated with me through a little book which translated rabbit-speak... which is silent.
We went searching through a field of really tall grasses and couldn't find the dog anywhere. Figured it'd gone back to its doghouse, so we were all heading back there.
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