Poodle

I had a dream a few days ago that an old man gave me a dead poodle. It wasn’t rotting, it was sort of just in suspended animation and it would never rot. You could open it up from the underside and rearrange all the organs inside of it, and then close it back up.

I remember thinking it was a terrible thing to own!

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