Last night I dreamt (along with Batman, glassworking, and a carnivorous plant store in Hawaii) about rescuing an otter who was being attacked by six inch long sharks in a gutter. I was in line to get on a cruise ship, and I had to carry the otter around for most of the rest of the dream until I could get to the bow and put the otter back in the ocean. The otter was really soft and cute and mostly well behaved, but there's a lot of otter on an otter, and he did get heavy after awhile. And understandably enough, he got a little restless and started squirming around and it's really hard to stand in line while carrying a squirmy otter who wants to be put down, but you can't put him back on the street for fear the sharks will get him.
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Date: 2011-11-08 08:39 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2011-11-08 08:50 pm (UTC)From:Also, probably softer. It was a sea otter.