Last night I dreamt that instead of a baby I had a small pet snake, like a garter but black. I was worried when I lay him on the bed that he’d slip beneath the pillows, so I moved him to the floor. He had a nanny and everything.
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that’s funny – wonder what it means…
Oh man, gotta find the little snake at 3am for feedings. Did he still drink milk, or did he prefer small bugs and animals? Sounds like he was still cute and cuddly.
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