dream

[prickvixen]

While walking down a neighborhood street on a hill, I was appoached by a white fox coming the other way. I thought this was odd, because foxes do not normally approach men. He led me to a gap in the hedge running along the sidewalk. Within was his mate, also a white fox. She was wounded, savaged by some vicious creature, possibly a dog. The meat of her haunches had been eaten away, and her left eye was just a groove in the side of her head. She also implored to me, dying as she was, to bring help. So I wandered the streets, looking for someone who could help. But I was loath to call 911 and make a fuss and be ridiculed, and none of the cars that went by seemed suitable enough. I saw a police car and tried to wave it down, but it seemed to detour deliberately around the street I was on. So there I was, immobilized by my own hesitation and indecision.

Comments

[fountaingirl.livejournal.com]

You have the most grotesque but beautiful dreams.

[mordrul.livejournal.com]

Grotesque, certainly. I'm not sure what's beautiful about this particular one. Poor fox.

[shatterstripes.livejournal.com]

...the only response I can think of to that dream is to want to hug you. It seems like it was an unpleasant one to have on several levels.

*hug*