THE NEWBORN (February 17, 2008)
I dreamt that I was in a big park together with a few friends, but I do not remember who they were. As we were strolling around, I noticed that something was moving in a dark crevice under a tall tree, and I crouched next to it to see what was going on. It was an animal just born. For some reason I was convinced it was a cat. Whatever it was, it could not be older than a couple of hours. Looking a bit like an embryo with its bulging eyes tightly shut, it squirmed about all the time. I picked it up as warily as I could. Holding it in the palm of my right hand, I turned around to show it to my friends. Just then a small black dog appeared out of nowhere, nudged its way through the legs of my friends, gently picked up the newborn from my hand with its long snout, and gulped it down without chewing. The only other thing I remember from my dream is that the dog looked most pleased with the unexpected morsel. Its eyes closed in delight, it appeared to be smiling, too.