This morning when Jadon made his
annual morning trek to daddy's side of the bed to "just rest my head one more minute", I shared with him the ca-ra-zy dream I had just awoken from.
I was dreaming about our home (even though it looked more like this amazing place I keep dreaming about - is that a sign that some day it will be mine?). We had just tucked Jadon in for the night. He came trodding out of his bed to tell us there was a strange scratching noise on his ceiling - he was sure it was mice, rats, or squirrels (if only he knew that none of those would be allowed in this amazing place I keep dreaming about). After searching the attic (because that is what we do), we went outside. By now the entire neighborhood has joined us on the street, looking back at my home (of my dreams) to find a giant chicken on the roof. When I say giant I mean GIANT.
When we reached the street, just to the north of us a giant black creature with a bushy black tail ran past us - upright in an unnatural state, accosting our neighbors roof.