I remember a little of two dreams from last night.
In the first I adopted an adult White German Shepperd that was abused. I put his bed next to mine and it did not take him long to trust me, he showed his appreciation when we went to bed his first night. The next day I took him for a walk to see a dog who lives near me, I did not put a leash on him and he stayed near me.
In the second I was a child adopted of the Sopranos. We were all three in a car and an accident happened where the woman did not survived. The only thing I remember from that dream besides both of us beeing very sad about her death was that people were telling other people to treat me correctly because I was a Soprano.
