A brand new day. School drop off is a success, honey will be home soon and I’ll send him shopping for swine repellant, and maybe some bear traps…and a shotgun…and some valium.
Research on the net yields little. Dream interpretation says a pig is a sign of overload. Feelings of too much to do can lead to this creature visiting during your slumber. Also feelings of chauvinism in your spouse can manifest as pigs in your dreams, but not much about pig-men or men with pig faces. It has to be her stuffed friend she sees. I don’t know why he wears a suit. His little stuffed ass is pink and as naked as the day he was stitched together.
I don’t think she would feel overwhelmed about anything. There could be some anxiety due to her dad being gone so much, and she definitely wouldn’t know about chauvinism and even still, although her father is a man, he’s no chauvinist. I am beginning to think this is just an overactive imagination causing my overactive imagination to run wild—contagious just like a yawn. But she doesn’t act scared, so why am I?
Tonight we will go out to eat. I’ll find some place that is easy and inexpensive with food she likes. No fast food, but maybe that place with the gift shop we can wander through that serves breakfast all day. There’s nothing better than breakfast for dinner. It’s good for the soul. She loves that place and I can eat loads of bacon to exact some revenge on the thing that’s causing all this commotion. Extra crispy. Once dad is home, this will be funny and then she’ll go on to dream about something else.