Quote: Oh well when I finally did fall asleep I did indeed have a dream about Hairdog, who was confronting my husband in an angry fashion but I never got to the bottom of what he was peeved at my h about.
I think HD's anger at your H would be analogous to the anger that a starving child from some third world country would feel when observing a spoiled american tourist child pick at his food and then throw it in the trash. Except that analogy doesn't really work because I don't think HD would waste too much time being angry. I imagine him diving face first into the dumpster to retrieve the honey sandwich.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
