I woke in the middle of the night with a terrifying dream in which I was horribly afraid seeing a young girl with a dog coming in the apartment.
I kept shouting It’s the girl. It’s the girl. And the dog.
In the dream I was frozen, unable to move to get out of bed to stop the girl and her dog from coming in.
Equally frightening, I was sure the dog was the same one from the renovation photo. I didn’t recognize the young girl.
I finally woke out of the dream, still frightened that someone had entered the apartment but convinced the renovation photo of the dog is evil.
I’m deleting the ghost dog post. Throwing away the photo from my phone and only looking at cute cat pix all day to undo the trauma my mind has endured. Sheesh.
There must be some explanation for the dream but I’m not sure I want to know. 🤪