True Stories Dreams

You may or may not know that I am besotted with my beautiful brindle greyhound called Pepsi.
This is her.

The Dream

I was busy on my Mac, playing with Photoshop as usual when I called to my husband and son to help me.
“I need something to enable me to take some animals into Photoshop, manipulate them and then export them back outside”
“I can do the manipulating bit, but I need the ‘something’ bit”
“It needs to have a long hose, like the one that comes out of the back of the tumble dryer and needs to have a kind of hood or funnel that goes on the other end of the hose.” I said.
So off they went like little lambs, to begin the task of making something for me.

Ben was happily banging and soldering in his garage and Paul was busy cutting up the tumble dryer hose in his shed.
No, I have no idea how the dryer was going to work now. This is a dream don’t forget!

Paul went to see how the funnel was coming along. Ben was faffing because he wanted the soldering to be particularly smooth so that the animals didn’t hurt themselves.
After much to-ing and fro-ing and many cups of tea, the magnificent object was brought to me.
I was absolutely delighted and connected it to my computer.
No I don’t know how, this is a dream!

The boys were dispatched off to bring me animals.

First, the hamster.
Paul put the little, soft, gold and white hamster on the desk, Ben put the funnel over it and Whoosh! Off it went up the hose and there it was in Photoshop.
I happily changed its darling little legs into long slender light brindle coloured greyhound legs. I was so thrilled; it was perfect.
I exported it back to my desk and gave it to the boys to set free.

Then came next doors long haired black and white cat.
Whoosh! It too went up the tube and appeared seconds later in Photoshop.
Once again I played with it and changed its beautiful soft, fluffy black and white tail into a long, thin, whippy greyhound tail. Delighted with my efforts I exported it back to the garden.
No, still don’t know how, this is still a dream!

The boys were helping me but seriously worried about my state of mind, not to mention the possible cruelty to animals. They were looking out of the window at the creatures I had altered.
The little hamster was trying to walk along but it kept falling off its now extremely long, slender brindle coloured legs!
The cat was trying to balance on the fence as it normally did but the ridiculously long stiff tail was knocking it off balance onto the floor!
“You tell her” said Ben.
“No you tell her, it would come better from you, after all she loves you so much, she would take it from you” said Paul,
“No I don’t think she loves me enough to hear that I think she has gone completely off her head! YOU tell her, she’s YOUR wife.

“Oh for goodness sake; just look what she has done to the chickens! The poor things are being driven mad by great flappy greyhound ears, they can’t balance with them; they are crashing and banging into each other…”

I wonder what woke me? The noise of the poor greyhound adapted creatures falling around the place or the discussion of the boys wanting to tell me I had completely lost the plot?

Days of laughing and remembering the dream followed, wondering what on earth it was about when I came across this in my e-mail deleted box, I had forgotten all about it, my poor befuddled brain had not.

Ben had seen this on the internet ages ago and sent it to me to make me laugh.

Thank you Sian for bringing us together for Story Telling Sunday.
More (sensible, I am sure) stories over here today.