MY DREAM: Something about a dog and a snake
Before I go ahead sharing this, I just wanted to note that this was a dream I had last January 21st of 2018.
Yes, I diligently write my dreams in my journal, which I place on my bedside table. Don’t ask me when I started doing this because I genuinely cannot remember.
I’ve decided to share this because I’ve been stuck with my writing. I am a classic procrastinator who has perfectionist syndrome and I have been itching to write something — anything. And I figured why not share one of my strangest dreams.
Any of you who happened to stumble upon my entries here would know that I have miserably failed the “writing challenge” that I gave myself. Which is typically the story of my life. I am someone who does not like being challenged — and whenever I get into situations where I do end up being challenged either by myself or by other people — I usually start well for the most part and then drop the activity after a couple of days.
For some reason, I end up abandoning the challenge either out of boredom or simply because I’ve proven to myself or to others that I am capable of starting a challenge — therefore, also capable of ending it anytime I want.
Anyhow — I digress...
Now, dear readers, please throw all sorts of common sense out of the window because, as you know, dreams can be very strange.
And so here goes…
It starts with me realizing that I own several three-bedroom apartments in an apartment building.
Each room had pets in it. All of the pets were dogs and snakes.
Now, in real life, I am TERRIFIED of snakes or anything at all that slithers on the ground. It’s just pure unexplained terror. I mean, who doesn’t get scared of something without feet but still manages to move on the ground?
But in my dream, I was the caretaker of these animals.
And in most Asian cultures, we believe that snakes symbolize money.
I hope and fervently pray that my dream would somehow manifest in real life because at the moment, having lots and lots of money ain’t such a bad thing.
And I digress again.
So, every time I visited a room in the apartment, I would see smaller snakes just slithering and hissing around to their heart’s content. The bigger snakes were hidden around the crevices of the room, just staring intently at me. I don’t see them do this, I just sense them.
(Does anyone else think this is beginning to sound like a sequel of how the Slytherin house should be in real life? No? Harry Potter fans? Just me? — okay…)
The next scene of my dream was me entering a middle room (I don’t how I knew it was the middle room, it just felt like it in my dream). And as I opened the door to that room, I saw an animal sitting in front of the entrance of the door. I’m not so sure if it was a dog or a cat, all I could remember was that whatever it was, it had black fur.
It seemed that I was just doing my rounds and checking on the pets. Since I saw that the animal with black fur (I’ve decided it was a dog) seemed to be okay, that’s when I closed the door behind me.
I then went inside the room to the left. In that room, I saw another small dog with dirty white fur. I don’t know why, but I sensed that it was a “he”.
He had dark gray lines on the edges of both his ears. His ears had a tendency to perk up all the time which gave me a feeling that he was generally a happy dog.
I saw how happy he was to see me because he was barking a lot. It seemed he was warning me about what was going to happen because a little snake fell on my head and curled up on my hair.
Again, in real life, this would have scared the beegeesus out of me.
But in the dream, I simply brushed off that baby snake from my head and off of my shoulders.
Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, a huge creamy white snake with brown spots quickly slithered on the floor from out of nowhere. I saw it slither towards the bathroom. To which the dog with dirty white fur took its cue and also went to the bathroom, with the snake.
For some reason, I sensed that both the dog and the snake needed to pee.
The snake was trying to get ahead of the dog, so it’s huge body somehow crawled on top of the dog just to show the dog who was boss. The snake stayed on top of the dog’s tiny body, so the dog couldn’t move.
When I saw this, I took the snake off of the dog and shoved the snake forward.
Eventually, the snake crawled past the dog and turned to look at me for a moment, then slithered on quickly passing my feet and on towards the bathroom.
I quickly carried the dog in my arms because the fire alarm suddenly went off.
Apparently, the fire alarm symbolized that time was up. (Time was up for what? — beats me — this was how my dream went, so I’ll stick to it)
However, I sensed that all the pets in the building knew what the fire alarm meant.
Now, this is where things get really weird, so please read on at your own risk.
Both the dog with dirty white fur, who I was now carrying in my arms, and the snake stared at me as if expecting me to do something.
The snake saw that I was not going to do anything so it peed on the floor, by my feet.
I looked down and stared at the snake's pee. It was creamy white. And after the snake did that deed, it crawled outside of the bathroom by squeaking in-between the space underneath the door and the bathroom floor. Its body seemed to flatten out and exposed the ridges of its belly. Watching the snake do that gave me shivers.
I don’t know about you guys, but in all of my dreams, I seem to be having an out-of-the-body experience as if watching a movie of myself, portraying myself in the dream (if that makes any sense?).
So, I saw myself just staring at the snake’s creamy white pee. (with that last sentence, I am pretty sure all of my readers have probably left the building — or in this case, closed my medium.com page, lol! No? You’re still here? Okay then — )
At this point, I still had the dog in my arms. He barked once at me as if reminding me that he still had to pee.
I went out to the hallway and brought the dog to the living room. This is when my cousin showed up. He seemed happy to see the dog. He took the dog from my hands and said, “It’s okay. This is how you do it. See?” and placed the dog behind a footstool, instructing him to pee at it.
The dog’s ears perked and seemed pleased to know that all of the attention was at him. His pee spread all over the place, which made my cousin upset. So I carried the dog as he was still doing the deed and brought him to our mini garden outside.
This was when I realized that we were no longer in the apartment building that I owned. We were now in my grandparent’s ancestral home in Cebu — in the Philippines.
When the dog finally finished peeing, I too got upset with him and gave his snout a little smack as I kept scolding him saying, “No, no!”
The dog’s expression changed. His ears dropped and his eyes looked sad.
I sat him down on the sofa of our living room in my grandparent’s ancestral home and asked, “Do you understand now?” to which the dog answered, “No, no.”
And then I woke up feeling very confused.
The end.
