Understand My Dreams

Dreams hunting

Anyways back to the dream. It started with me walking down the stairs of the “Red Barn”. From the outside, the house looked like a barn painted red with white trim. But on the inside, it looked like a regular house with a kitchen, 4 beds, 2 baths, and a tv that has no channels but a working vcr player. I walked out the front door and out into the cold morning air and squishy mud of Hedgepath. I looked around and saw my Dads forest green Jeep Wrangler though it was far less customized than it is currently. The driver door was open and my dad was leaning inside, dressed in his camouflage he wore while hunting. To the left, My Grandpas red Toyota Tundra, with the trunk hatch and window open. And leaning inside of the truck, none other than my Grandpa, wearing his flannel long-sleeve shirt, and blue jeans with mud splotches. He was checking his rifle to see if it was loaded. He looked great, far better than the last time i saw him. Just then i heard my Dad call to me and i woke up.

I dreamt that my partner let a tiny frail yellow & white baby bird loose & took a beagle type dog hunting,not our own, the dog was laying down pointing out the bird. My partner shot toward where the dog was pointing & the bird somehow ended up in a hole next to where I was. It was still alive,then one of my dogs started chasing it. My partner thought it was funny. Then I woke up. The irony is that the strange dog was not pointing out the bird but was proctectimg her own puppy instead. I am against hunting and also having problems with my boyfriend ,

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