Dream journal
It was night, and ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
shalmestere and I had just returned from somewhere. She parked the car across the street from our house, I got out of the car, reached into my pocket, and found two dog biscuits. I looked up at the house and saw our two greyhounds looking out the screen windows of the second-floor bedroom. I called to them "Who is that? Are Mama and Daddy home?"
To my horrified surprise, they both leapt through the screen windows as though they weren't there, arced gracefully through the air side by side, landed gracefully on the ground near me, and kept going (apparently unharmed) to the car.
shalmestere and I had just returned from somewhere. She parked the car across the street from our house, I got out of the car, reached into my pocket, and found two dog biscuits. I looked up at the house and saw our two greyhounds looking out the screen windows of the second-floor bedroom. I called to them "Who is that? Are Mama and Daddy home?"To my horrified surprise, they both leapt through the screen windows as though they weren't there, arced gracefully through the air side by side, landed gracefully on the ground near me, and kept going (apparently unharmed) to the car.