Last night I had a dream. I dreamt that my dream had finally come true. Uh, I mean my dream of flying - not the dream I was having at the time. Y'know, when I was sleeping. Which was about flying, so maybe it's all the same thing.
Anyway. In my dream (the sleeping one) I could fly. Well, I guess it was kinda more like floating than flying because I wasn't going very fast. More like a balloon than a bird or a kiteboarder. But I was still in the air and everything else was still on the ground. And that was cool.
Wish I could explain how it felt to fly or float or whatever I was doing in my dream, because it was the best feeling ever. Better than cookies (yes, people - cookies are a feeling when you're a pug). Better than toys. Better than chewing on a cow ear in the wilderness. I felt free.
I wanted to sleep forever, wanted to stay in my dream and keep flying. But the early morning YAP! YAP! YAPPING of the demon chihuahuas next door woke me up and ruined everything (I'm really starting to hate them). I'm back to being a land pug again.
Now that I know how it feels to fly, I HAVE to do it. For real. So I'm making Operation Kitty Hawk my #1 priority. After sleeping and eating and playing and blogging, I mean.
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This isn't exactly flying...but it might be a good alternative:
my link didn't come through!!! google, sky diving pug :-)
WOW.
Skydiving looks like a super-cool way to fly! I asked my human if I could try it and she said no. She's afraid I could have a heart attack.
[She doesn't know I FAKED that heart attack back when they tried to take away my boy parts. Please don't tell her though - she'd kill me if she knew the truth!]
I didn't know lying would have consequences :(
I think your human might have a heart attack if you went sky diving :-)
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