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Jun. 23rd, 2006 09:54 amBecause I know you're all so interested, I have to tell you my dream since I just remembered it.
I dreamt that I owned a dog and took it to this dog trainer, who turned out to be Will Ferrell, looking exactly like he did in Zoolander. It was kinda freaky. Anyway, I took my dog to this competition, and they had this swimming pool full of floating cans. Most of the cans were soda cans, but two of them were beer cans. The dogs had to jump in and swim around and search for the beer cans, and the two dogs that found them would advance to the finals. So I kept throwing my dog into the pool, and he kept coming up with soda cans, and Will Ferrell kept screaming at us, which was very nervewracking. Finally, I thought I spied the beer can, so I threw a doggie treat in that spot, and my dog jumped after it and came out a minute later with the beer can in his mouth. The can was slightly broken by his teeth and was spurting beer all over my hand as I grabbed it and ran towards Will Ferrell, excited to have won. Instead of being happy, Will Ferrell was even angrier and screamed and screamed at me instead. He shouted that in the rules, if you broke the can, you were automatically disqualified.
If I ever get a dog, I don't think I'll take it to competitions.
I dreamt that I owned a dog and took it to this dog trainer, who turned out to be Will Ferrell, looking exactly like he did in Zoolander. It was kinda freaky. Anyway, I took my dog to this competition, and they had this swimming pool full of floating cans. Most of the cans were soda cans, but two of them were beer cans. The dogs had to jump in and swim around and search for the beer cans, and the two dogs that found them would advance to the finals. So I kept throwing my dog into the pool, and he kept coming up with soda cans, and Will Ferrell kept screaming at us, which was very nervewracking. Finally, I thought I spied the beer can, so I threw a doggie treat in that spot, and my dog jumped after it and came out a minute later with the beer can in his mouth. The can was slightly broken by his teeth and was spurting beer all over my hand as I grabbed it and ran towards Will Ferrell, excited to have won. Instead of being happy, Will Ferrell was even angrier and screamed and screamed at me instead. He shouted that in the rules, if you broke the can, you were automatically disqualified.
If I ever get a dog, I don't think I'll take it to competitions.
