Last night I dreamt that I was in the car, picking up Brenna from her dad. I saw our dog Kenji in the road ahead of us, as we are pulling away. I had Darien open the back car door for him to jump in. An excited, frazzled, dirty dog, lucky not to have been hit by a car again. I couldn't turn out onto traffic, so I drove on the left grassy shoulder
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