I dreamt I was in some small town, waiting tables at what seemed to be a huge Friendly’s. Michael from my gym worked there in the kitchen I think and I was a waitress.

At the end of my shift, I found out that a table that I had ordered for at the beginning of still hadn’t received their food. And they were still waiting. I’d forgotten them and the kitchen had forgotten them. They were a nice family of four. There was also another family with a son in a wheelchair who wanted to see the restaurant’s rules/codes and asked me where they were posted. I wasn’t sure but knew I should know so I gave them some general, “over there” type of direction.

I went into the kitchen to find the cook. It wasn’t Michael anymore but a big, obese guy had taken over the cooking. The kitchen was closing up. I drag him out into the restaurant to take a look at the forgotten family but he was just so overwhelmed and sweating and perspiring from stress and exertion that he was dripping sweat on me. He was almost in “What can I do about it?!!” panic mode.

Then I was at Michael’s apt. We were going on a date before I would fly back to NY. He was very nice and I sat on a kitchen on a little step while he changed in his room. I saw something crawling under the carpet by the sink and out popped a little dog, my little dog.

It was sort of gold and white, a bit mangy, like those hotdog type of dogs but pudgy. Then another dog just like it came up and started licking it and snuggling it in a cardboard box on the floor. The other dog was Michael’s and I thought it was interesting that we both had the same kind but his was more energetic and cleaner than mine.

Then his dog started talking, like just plain old talking me up, telling me about living there and the roommates there. I had been wondering about that – whether Michael lived alone or had roommates.

The dog says that one of the roommates has sex quite often as women just like him. I guessed that it must be Michael he was talking about.

Then Michael came out with a big cubical box in pink wrapping paper with white dots with a big gold-brown bow on top interrupting me and the dog for a moment. He says it’s my birthday present and then leaves to finish getting ready. He was so cheerful and kind.

I went into the rest of the house to find him to ask if I could borrow a towel to wash off my dog who was weary from travel. I said I knew it was weird to ask but it would only take a second. He gave me a towel and I got my dog and filled the sink with warm water to wash and towel him off.