Dream

Posted on June 23, 2011 in Dreams

I’m riding with a crew of explorers (?) when someone either takes my horse or it dies. My fellows ride off without me, but I spy a wild horse in the brush and go to catch it. These are odd horses — more like lithe hippopotamuses with donkey fur all over their bodies. I catch one just as a pack of bandits arrives. I am brought before the bandit leader who is wearing an old Napoleonic officer’s uniform. I tell him that I know how he can make more horses without having to go out and catch them all the time: it is called animal husbandry. The leader is surprised and grateful for the secret: he gives me two horses and lets me go. My former comrades are amazed at my cunning.