doghouse
Last night I dreamed I was hammering nails into the roof of a doghouse. I missed one of the nails and hit my thumb instead. My thumb was squashed flat.
I was cursing and swearing. The dog came out of the doghouse and looked up at me and said "Quit messing around."
Then I was in my parents' living room on Park Hill Drive. I was watching a parade through the picture window. Queen Elizabeth drove by and waved.
I waved back with ten spoon-shaped fingers.