when I did eventually fall asleep like 4 or 5. I dreamt that my poor Maxie was stolen.
There was (in this dream) a lady who suggested taking him and another two dogs for a long walk.
I in the meantime was (as a taxi driver) taking some men to the docks here in Belfast of where it is (I haven't a clue - not a dream).
When I realised he was being stolen like after half an hour - I drove like a mad woman into town (with the men) in the car and saw my lovely Maxie walking with this lady - I jumped out screaming for him - much to the men's amusement (I think) - I called him and like he didn't know who he was and so I thought I got the wrong dog LOL - but when I cuddled him - it was him alright.
Thank God and oh I got the men safely to the Belfast docks LOL - I'm sure they were glad to get out of the car