I had a pretty neat dream last night. I dreamt that Lee and I were living in some cool little town, and even though we had to live in a tiny apartment, somehow we had still managed to create a little urban farm. I remember at one point we found some kind of odd shaped shopping cart outside our front door. I grabbed it and said, "right on, we can use this!" To which Lee replied, "no, that belongs to a store." I looked around for a name on the cart handle, but there was no store name to be found. I pointed that out to him as I smugly pushed it into our apartment. Later on in the dream, I came out the front door to find a bunch of boxes lined up on the sidewalk by our steps. Some of the boxes had Flemish Giant rabbits in them. I yelled to Lee, "there's all kinds of rabbits here we can take!" Once again, Lee was a big downer, saying, "no, we don't need anymore rabbits." I began to see little baby Flemish Giants coming out of the boxes, and started scooping them up in my apron. I said to Lee, "But look, there's all different colors! A brown one, a black one, an orange one, a gray one, an orange and gray one, a tricolor one!" I excitedly rang off the colors as I popped the baby rabbits into my apron. The dream gets fuzzy at that point, but I think we ended up keeping all of the rabbits. I think this dream is absolutely hilarious because this is really how we are. Lee is the more practical one, and if he weren't here to keep me balanced out I'd probably be turned into animal control for animal hoarding. Well, I'm not that bad yet. 3 dogs, 3 cats, 3 rabbits, 5 chickens, a hive of bees and a bin of worms isn't too bad when you have a backyard that is 1/10 of an acre.