I had a really vivid dream last night that I gave birth to a full-grown dog. A wiry little dog and I named it Bojangles. I was upset because I was really looking forward to the super tiny newborn stage and instead I had a dog. Drew went thru an actual stage in his youth where he thought he was a dog. He refused to speak, would only eat on the floor, and slept on the top of the couch like snoopy. In my dream I assumed I had a dog because my husband was really half dog. It was so weird. All of my dreams have been really vivid lately.