Actually, I can't quite remember what the dream was about, but HC is very sure that it was Scuba that I dreamt of.
Well, for the first time in her years of living with me, I growled in my sleep. And the only dog that I was upset with these past two days was Scuba.
(Usually when I dream, I only whine, make 'hiccup' sounds and moved my limbs in the air as if I am running).
The last two evenings, we were all taking 'shelter' at Scuba's house due to the raining season. I had been very upset with Scuba because
(1) He was eyeing at the humans' dinner and dessert (X'mas cookies). Scuba actually had the nerve to stand on his hind legs (front paws on the table) and took a cookie. I was so angry that I was growling and snarling at him at the other end of the table.
(2) He was checking out the presents under the X'mas trees the whole time. When I realised he was trying to open one of the presents, I couldn't take it anymore! In retaliation, I took another present and tore it. Unfortunately, HC saw it and stopped me. She was upset as the present that I tore (it's only a teeny wheeny corner) was a present to Herbie from Auntie Sam. Sorry, Herbs... you can give it to me if you don't want a torn present. :)
Last night, Scuba even grabbed a present and ran around the house with it. The humans and I were chasing him around the house. Uncle C said that I looked as if I was gonna bite his (I mean Scuba's, not Uncle C's) testicles from behind as I was chasing him.
HC : Joey has very bad manners and is very possessive. He doesn't care if the cookies and presents are not his. He made growling sound when he saw other dogs checking out what he thinks is his. Joey and Scuba are going crazy with the amount of presents under the tree, I'll bet they wish Xmas is tomorrow!