Dreaming Violently Again.

Recently I had to visit a urinalysis lab for a drug test for work. Last night it manifested itself in a dream where I visited the same lab on a daily basis, but because I owned a bulldog. 

The bulldog had to live in the lab for some reason. I couldn't remove it from the lab, no matter how horribly I wanted to do so. And every time I had to leave, poor little bulldog would freak out and whine and cry and try to follow me because he was very clingy.

When I woke up, I was sad, because I no longer owned such a wonderful bulldog.

I miss him already.

-Miranda