Shane dreams loudly. He talks in his sleep, and sometimes he even runs in his sleep. I know that because he lies on his side with his eyes closed and paws the air. He’s dreaming. I’m not sure what sorts of dreams cause him to talk and run, but I’m going to guess it’s butterflies.
That’s because butterflies are his passion. He runs after rabbits, he chases cats even when they’re on the other side of the fence—even when they’re on Animal Planet—and, of course, he thinks he can scale a tree when he’s after a squirrel. But, he never bothers butterflies. Why? Because he loves their colors and knows they travel from Canada to Mexico in great flocks, and that’s impressive enough for him.
So, then, why would he be running in his sleep? In his sleep, he thinks he’s flying to Mexico with the butterflies. In his sleep, he thinks he has wings, for wings give you power.
And that’s about it for dream analysis—at least for now.
I might be considered cool and golden hearted, and I know that lots of people are afraid of Shane. And, yes, I have to admit that he's one complicated dog. But, if you consider his respect for butterflies, you can't help but notice that he's pretty cool and golden hearted himself.
Best wishes, Juno
P.S.: Jaaron went back home. Alas, I miss her already.
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