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    So, I haven't had any snake dreams recently, but I have two stories, which are snake related... one has an actual snake, one just has "crazy".

    Story the First
    A couple of weeks ago, DH and I pulled his freshly shed Carpet girl out to handle, and we took her out into the loft where we have a very long table (always covered in game paraphernalia... we have a 6 ft map across it right now for D&D). He sets Luna down on the table, and she starts investigating, and makes her way to the edge of the table, where she takes sort of a strange stance.

    She turns into a lot of S's - which to us, is a sign that means "don't startle me or you're gonna get got" and stays really still for a few moments while we keep our distance... and then DH lunges forward and starts yelling "GET PAPER TOWELS!" and laughing with this sort of panicked face. So I grab the paper towels (they're never far, in our house) and rush over, and Luna is taking a MASSIVE DUMP over the side of the table - some is on the floor, and DH has his hands cupped under her, catching her doo-doos as they fall... a scene I never thought I would witness, but there you are. We cleaned up the mess, put her away, and then laughed about it hysterically for the rest of the night.

    Story the Second
    This happened a couple nights ago. I have long history of doing things in my sleep - talking, laughing, crying, walking, and a number of other shenanigans. In the night in question, DH awoke to find me on my stomach, propped up on my elbows, staring at him... sort of creepy in and of itself, but it gets better. I didn't move, so he asked me, "what's going on?" To which I replied, apparently quite loudly, "SNAKES".

    "...what?"

    "Snakes."

    "...what are you talking about?"

    "Don't worry about it." Cue me rolling over, pulling the covers around me, and muttering "snakes" two or three more times before returning to my normally scheduled state of sleep. When DH told me about this the next day, I absolutely doubled over laughing. Now we will just look at each other, and say "SNAKES".

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