Thursday, February 23, 2012

My Dreams are Weird - The Eagle

I had a dream last night that I was walking my dog and came upon a bald eagle perched on a low branch of a tiny tree.  For some reason, I walked within five feet of the tree without the eagle moving.  I felt for my camera but it was gone and the eagle was eyeing me like I shouldn't make any sudden movements.

Since birds of prey, even in my dreams, immediately remind me of the part in The Gunslinger when Roland uses David the hawk to shred Cort's face, I held my breath.  There was a freak gust of wind, the tree bent forward, and somehow the eagle's beak became entangled in the sleeve of my shirt.  The eagle looked mortified and I slipped my arm up my sleeve in an effort to free him.  He was still entangled.  Finally, I slipped my shirt all the way off but the eagle was still ensnared. 

Fast forward a few minutes and I've got a shirt-wrapped eagle seat-belted in the passenger seat of my car and we're driving to the vet.

1 comment:

  1. Interesting. Better than my dream last night where I was in a strange hospital being drugged and probed. There was also an elevator that rolled sideways. Yeah... weird.