dog dreams

Inspired by some crazy dreams last night (mostly revolving around ants and terrorism), I got to thinking about animals and their dreams. When a dog dreams, it is very noticeable. They run their little feet across a vertical, nonexistant surface. They bark at invisible creatures and sometimes even growl menacingly at absolutely nothing that we, their owner, can see. So then, what are they dreaming about? I've always pictured a little bunny rabbit hopping through their head or the neighbors dog getting loose. Of course the mind of a dog is nowhere near that of a human, so our dreams must be equally as different. But, if a dog can learn and be trained just as a small child can (excuse the reference), why can't they dream as such as well? Who is to say that the dog is not dreaming of a better life? or of finally being able to catch that frisbee every time. Maybe dogs, and other animals as well, have dreams and aspirations similar to that of their human owners. If it's our daily lives that inspire most of our dreams anyway, why couldn't a dogs daily life inspire their dreams as well.
As a currently petless person, I haven't seen any animal dream for a long time, but I know they do and have always been curious. Maybe the well treated dogs dream about how to make their owners happier and the poorly treated dogs dream how to be evil. It's possible, right? Maybe that will inspire people to be nicer to their pets.
And one last thought, if I dream and my dog dreams at the same time, are we in the same dream dimension? Or do these dreams exist only in our tiny heads. If so, my brain is capable of way more than I've ever imagined. Wait... why is that. When I'm asleep my imagination is better than when I'm awake?? That's not very fair. How am I supposed to exploit my own mind when I can't remember half the stuff it comes up with at night? I know science somewhere must have developed some sort of dream reader where dreams can be seen just as clearly as a movie. If not, what are they waiting for? Maybe the consequences are too severe and we really aren't supposed to know these dreams that our brains forget so easily. hmm.. so much to think about now.
As for dogs, as long as they don't dream about running away or eating my nice shoes, it will always make me smile, and I will imagine them dreaming about the little, hopping bunny rabbit. (that's not very imaginative on my part, I know)

Cavs vs the 3pt team

I want to say it's a do or die type day for Cleveland. But, it's really not. Even if they 'do' tonight, the chances of them not 'dying' in Orlando are pretty much obsolete. Not saying there isn't ANY hope, but, we all know the truth- the Cavs have been defeated.
In all honestly, Lebron IS beating Orlando. It's just the rest of the Cavs that are not playing basketball at the same caliber. Mo is off, Delonte is off, Gibson has been off for the whole season, Joe Smith does nothing but make stupid fouls, Ben has his moments and Andy and Z are just.. kinda there, but sometimes I forget if they even are. Orlando must have stolen the Cavs' fire cuz it all belongs past that 3pt line these days. How can any team keep up with the amount of 3's that damn team actually makes? I swear, it's just not natural. Isn't there some law of physics that says more of those 3's should have been off the mark (or never even taken)? When 2 Orlando possessions equals 3 for Cleveland, something is definitely wrong. Why couldn't Boston just have taken them out that game 7? And why couldn't Mo deal with the pressure of the playoffs better? He needs to relax and do some meditation before the game or something. I get anxious just watching his crazy ass skip around the court with no focus.
The game is on in a few hours, and I'm still hopeful for tonight. I really don't see Cleveland going down in 5 games. They will fight, but in the end, I just don't think it could ever be enough for this series to go the way I want. For the first time ever I feel myself wanting LA to win it all. Just to show this stupid Orlando team that making a crap-ton of lucky 3's is not the true way.

my old blog disappeared into the vast unknown of the internet. but i miss writing. so here i start again.