My dad said I should start blogging my dreams. He says its odd that I always remember them. So from now on, if I have a dream, I’ll post it. Last night, I dreamed we were at war with the evil frog-people. My cats were spies, and they could talk, and my cats played a major part in winning the war. And they jumped out the window a lot instead of using the door.
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