
What does a dog dream of? Flying like Superdog across fields of squirrels, stopping to sniff a floating fire hydrant every once in a while? Does he dream of turning the tables on his human masters, fomenting a revolution where all domestic animals rise up like in an Orwellian farce? Maybe he dreams of being in a bathtub full of greenies, or of a creature with a looped body and the head of a rooster? Does she dream of showing up late to take an obedience training test? Naked? With no No. 2 pencils? Well let her sleep in peace!

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