Mr Otter & the Embedded Fish

Dream time again. Last night, wow a safari of dreams.

I dreamt I was on a forested hilly area. Half the vegetation were striped bare obviously by loggers and monkeys ruled the landscape. The land was either trees green or earth orange.

Down a slope on my left I saw a fantastic sight. A giant talking Orang Utan, probably about 36 feet tall was walking an African elephant. The Orang Utan walked upright and carried a stick and was mumbling something. It was so huge it made the elephant look like a dog in comparison. All around me monkeys swung from tree to tree where they could find some.

All the animals were in some sort of hurry up the hill. Including the Orang Utan and his elephant.

A talking otter or beaver collided into me. At first he looked like a giant rodent and I was probably taller in my dream. He apologised and went on his way.

Later that day I noticed that my right arm was a little bloated. There was something sticking out my upper bicep and as I tugged at it, I pulled out a little fish and some seaweed out of my arm. It must've belonged to Mr Otter. My right arm fell apart as I pulled out the fish.

I had an accident like that before where I collided into a moving taxi and my right arm suffered a huge gash. It was just like that except that Mr Otter was allot nicer than the taxi driver and well the fish was just weird.