I had a funny dream last night that I was walking around the streets of what seemed to be a combo of Venice and my hometown.
There was a cute little motorized stuffed elephant that was following me around everywhere. The elephant was programmed by some random guy I had been talking to, to follow around whom ever he instructed it to follow.
So anyway, I had this little elephant following me around. I was with other people, but I don't remember who.
We got to a house that looked a bit like my home, and a bit like the house I lived in twelve years ago. The house was full of animals, and the longer I stayed there, the greater the amount of animals seemed to be there.
Particularly, there were tons of wild cats: leopards, cheetahs, tigers, panthers, but no lions. There was also a large amount of labrador retriever puppies.
Eventually I was stuck in a room which was absolutely full of these animals. We opened up the fridge, hoping to satisfy the appetite of these "cats", but unfortunately, only the puppies were interested.
We were able to feed one of the tigers, which apparently belonged to a friend of mine, and was the only one that was actually supposed to be in the house. Perhaps she invited a few too many of her feline friends?
Anyway, Josh says that I must be smoking crack before I go to sleep...