I guess it was a week or so ago now, but one night I had a dream that I was in the house I grew up in. I opened the door to my old bedroom, but there was no bed. I remember scowling. Then I was in the backyard, recognizable because the yards were separated by wire fencing. I noticed there were three dogs looking out the door of the house next door. I looked away, and when I looked back, there was one in our backyard. It was small and white and kind of furry. It let me pick it up and put it over the fence into its own yard.