I began to fall sleep with my full-face mask and blindfold. My wife woke me up and said it was my turn to take out the dogs, two rescued greyhounds. I got up, half asleep, and forgot about the mask and blindfold. I just thought the lights were off. Immediately, I tripped on Groovy, one of our greyhounds. She likes to sleep next to my side of
the bed when there is a thunderstorm.
I thought a ghost was attacking me. Groovy thought I was playing with her and kept jumping up on me. I fought her off for five minutes when the blindfold finally fell off. Then I thought my facemask and hose was a giant snake trying to eat my face. Groovy and I wrestled the snake to the floor. Prada, our other greyhound, joined in and together we killed it. My wife just laughed the whole time.
I climbed back into bed and forgot to let the dogs out. They left me a reminder in the sunroom. What a night!