Dog Days

The other night I had a dream that I was a dog. I could see everything through the dogs eyes. Me and another dog (a male german shepard) escaped from some sort of kennel and were running the streets of a city. We explored, rolled around on the grass and got into trash cans. Eventually we got hungry, though, and returned to the kennel only to cross paths with another dog in the act of escaping. We ended up being adopted and taken to a home in Savannah.