Okay I'm gonna stop, god don't like ugly.

So last night I had this dream about my dog. He was really sick, his right eyeball had turned all white. I was with this guy who was a Vet, he kept telling me that Simon would die if he didn't opperate, so we got in a puddle jumper airplane and flew to Aspen. Meanwhile he's telling me that it didn't matter that I was his friend he was still going to charge me the same for the surgery, and it was going to cost $6,000. I was crying in my dream and holding Simon's little head, telling the man I'd pay it.