Strange, now last night, I remember a dream.
I've got three dogs, pics are up here somewhere, anyway, I was sitting on my front porch and my three dogs come running up to the house Lassie style, I knew they wanted me to follow them. So I follow them around the corner of the house and here are at least 15 puppies, all playing and rolling around in the yard. So I look at Cappy, he's the oldest of them, and say "Are these yours?" He nods his head and looks embarrassed. (Yes, they are dogs. Yes, I know what an embarrassed dog looks like.) So we now have 18 dogs.... That's about all I can remember, except I swear I can still smell the puppy breath.