A Bushy Scarf

In this dream, I was at a shopping with Mike and an old school friend called Dennis. Mike was wearing a long scarf and I was wearing a short one. Mike complained that he wanted a bushy scarf. Dennis was not wearing a scarf at all. At one point, Dennis grabbed the glove and fork that I was holding and threw them across the room. I made him go and get them.

After a while, I went home and a taxi came to pick me up to go to dog training. I wasn’t ready so I told them I’d be a couple of minutes. I got dressed and went off to the park with my dog, Zeta. There was an open day going on, but it looked weird because Perry Common Road wasn’t tarmacked, it was just covered in coal. I met up with Mike and mother there and on the way home we got mugged. I gave them £10 but they stabbed Mike and mother. Luckily they were okay, but it still wasn’t a very nice ending to the dream.