Toasted Dolphin

Last night I dreamed that my mother died and came back as a floppy jowled boxer dog. My mother was once a light opera singer in theater.

The dog sang songs from The Fantasticks and Spoon River Anthology.

Wrof wru Rawaowo ruf row wur werwowo
woof wowf wof rwow ar wwuf arf wowowo

Translated:

Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow.

And:

Woof arf rworwf ect:

Translated:

TOGETHER in this grave lie Benjamin Panitier, attorney at law,
And Nig, his dog, constant companion, solace and friend.
Down the gray road, friends, children, men and women,
Passing one by one out of life, left me till I was alone
With Nig for partner, bed-fellow; comrade in drink.
In the morning of grief I knew aspiration and saw glory,
Then she, who survives me, snared my soul
With a snare which bled me to death,
Till I, once strong of will, lay broken, indifferent,
Living with Nig in a room back of a dingy office.
Under my Jaw-bone is snuggled the bony nose of Nig
Our story is lost in silence. Go by, Mad world!

Does this dream mean anything?

I hope you didn't think your mother sounded like a dog when she sang!

How bizarre, what an odd dream.

Damn, solar flare got ya.

It may have something to do with the fact that Ash married one of her patients.

Dr Exile wrote:
Does this dream mean anything?

That you are going nuts? Well, more nuts than usual, at least, hahaha.

I may be self-centered, but I can relate to that.