Last night I had a dream. Not unusual, I dream a lot. This one was also not unusual in the fact that I don't remember most major details from said dream. I know that I was in a cabin somewhere on a vacation with family friends. There are a few major details I remember, like the van we drove, or the trees, but I only remember one actual thing that happened in my dream. I, for some reason that I don't understand, had my fish on this vacation. My fish is a very real creature and not a product of my dream. His name is Archibald. He is a goldfish and is a little over 4 months old. He use to live at work, but I have since brought him home and now he resides I my bathroom with a sign that says "No Skinny Dipping" in his bowl. I call him Archie. We get along fabulously. He doesn't die, and I feed him and clean his tank. It's a fairly stable relationship that doesn't require much more than that. If he died, I would mildly miss his presence and then move on. I might think about purchasing a replacement 28 cent pet.
Anyways, in my dream I was far more attached to the fish. I would go anywhere without him (is this a sign from my subconscious that the fish actually means more to me than I'm willing to admit?) So Archie was there. One of the boys on the trip got the brilliant idea to put a baby shark in the tank. According to the boy, these sharks had been bred specifically not to prey on fish. They were way small and meant for tank life. The shark was about 5 inches long.
In my dream we went somewhere, and when we came back, the tank was a disaster. All I saw was a goldfish tail resting on the rocks and a big thing swimming around. I immediately assumed that the shark had eaten poor Archie, and all that was left was the tail, but as I got closer I was unprepared for what was there.
I was right, the shark had torn of Archie's tail, and that somehow provoked Archie to eat the shark. I'm not kidding. My goldfish ate a 5 inch shark. And somehow that caused him to grow a few inches in return. So now floating around the bowl was my huge goldfish missing a tail. I woke up and immediately wanted to research if fish could regrow a tail. So I did. Aparently fish can regrow tails. Thank goodness dream Archie will be all right! Haha my fish is pretty kick butt awesome. I mean he is the only one who survived the entire summer out of all my fish. Go Archie!
Friday, October 15, 2010
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