“When Gregor Samsa woke up one morning from unsettling dreams, he found himself changed in his bed…” The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka
“Why is it so hot this morning?” I ponder as I slowly wake from oddly lucid dreams of chewing rawhide and hunting flying squirrels.
I fall out of my bed onto the gray floor’s hard ceramic tiles.
“What is going on? Why can’t I straighten? Am I going blind? And, what is that smell?”
I crawl to my cherry Coaster Louis Philippe dresser and slowly paw my way to its top and use it to balance.
I stare at what must be me in the beveled mirror with abject horror!
In the place of me, a middle aged, overweight, dental hygienist, a golden retriever pants!
“But, my husband is allergic to dogs!” I bark.
“Oh no, did I just bark?!”
I frantically scurry around the room trying to understand what has happened and resist my gut urges to simultaneously chase my tail and fetch a ball.
“Oh no, I have a tail!”
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