Been having some bizarre dreams lately and haven’t been writing them down, so I barely remember them enough to write anything.
There was one where I stole an Apache AH-64 helicopter I found abandoned in the woods. I had some troubles flying it, but eventaulaly got it over to where I found the army base, and left it for them . When I went to ask them for my backpack which I forgot with it, they said they had confiscated it.
Last night had max getting run over by a car and dying, but it seemed more like casey in the dream. Dad was super depressed and ended up invented some now dog protecting trap that was layed out at the edge of the yard and would activate like a bouncing betty mine- except it would surround the dog in a trap and launch it back into the yard.