See this cute little dog? She was the central character in my terrible dream last night.
I dreamt that our family was on vacation in Kansas. We were walking along and came to the crest of a hill. Looking down, we saw a small pond with some ducks in it.
The pond wasn’t really picturesque; it was murky and muddied, not something you would really swim in, but the ducks seemed happy.
Izzy, being her ever-curious self, scampered down the hill to check things out.
All of the sudden a crocodile burst forth from the pond and swallowed Izzy up whole.
Needless to say, we were all upset in the dream. It is not good to see your family dog eaten up right in front of your eyes–whether it is a dream or not!
