Whad'ya make of THIS dream???

So last night I fall asleep in the reclining chair in the bedroom (bad, I know). I was reading and just fell out. I was reading a history book about the Oregon Trail, nothing major. (well, that was pretty major, but it didn't have anything to do with my dream).

Anyway, I was dreaming I was back up in Alaska, or Wyoming, not sure which, I grew up in Wyoming and spent many years in Alaska, out in the wilderness. Anyway, in my dream there are a bunch of people (well, a few anyway) and we're all around a campfire out in the wild. All of a sudden this dog shows up, a big dog, a Siberian Husky looking dog, but much larger. The dog is by the tree-line of this clearing we're in, just staying near the trees, a couple hundred yards off. He's a loner. "WOLF!" several people say, and I'm thinking they may be right. It very well could be a wolf.

In my dream I watch the dog for a while and it's not acting particularly aggressive, but wolves' can be deceptive this way. I eventually conclude the dog is actually a cross between a sled dog and a wolf (which is pretty common in both Wyoming and Alaska). They're what they call "percentage" dogs.

In my dream I tell the concerned folks not to worry, It's probably just a lost dog away from home and trying to find his way.

My dream fast forwards; I'm getting ready to leave and I jump in my car, door still open. This dog/wolf comes up to me and jumps up on my lap in the drivers seat of my car. He's only got his front legs and chest on my lap, his back legs on the ground. I'm petting his giant head.

"See, he's a good boy, he's just someone's dog and he's probably lost!" I say, proving my conviction. (I LOVE dogs, and they can tell).

My dream ended right here. There was nothing more. No solution, no end-game...just a dog.

End Pt 1

Part II (begin)

Now, full disclosure, I've got a fair bit of experience with Siberian Husky dogs. I used to raise them up in Wyoming. I'm not a particular fan of the breed anymore because they are just too strong willed and difficult to control. (I raise and train cross-trained Labradors now). In any case, I know the Husky breed, inside and out.

I woke up around 2am after this dream. I go to work around 5:30am. I remembered the dream just because it seemed strange. It seemed strange because there was no real problem, and no real conclusion. Just strange.

Fast forward to leaving the house this morning...

I put the dogs outside and lock everything up and head out for my car. I pop open the door of my car (Subaru Outback) and jump in. Something catches my eye before I close the door...there's a tuft of hair stuck to the lower dash just below the steering wheel by the door...not any hair from my dogs...no this was different.

I grabbed the tuft of hair before it blew away and examined it...heavy, thick, hollow, fur with white and black tones. I've seen this fur before...this is Husky fur, there's none other like it. Whoa!!

Now, I'm around a lot of animals every day. We raise cattle and have three dogs so anything is possible (I'm thinking), but this hair is different, no other hair on earth is like the hair on a Husky, just none. Okay, I could be wrong, maybe it's just a coincidence...a very strange, odd and freaky coincidence, but coincidence all the same (( think). But 90 seconds later it got way, WAY, stranger!!! ...

End Pt II

Part III (begin)

It was just about daylight, the sun coming over the horizon to the east and I was headed west. We live on 4 miles of private roads before we get to the nearest maintained road. I'm just driving to work. I get to the county road and I see this white thing in the road. I'm always on the lookout for animals like antelope and deer, especially in the morning and evenings, but this was different. It was moving slow, right out in the road. I pulled out into the road and saw what it was.

There was this giant Great Pyrenees male standing in the road right in front of me. He wasn't moving. I was immediately worried about him. For those who don't know, the Great Pyrenees are some of the most fantastic dogs on Earth! Fearless, faithful beyond description and durable beyond beliefe. One of these dogs doesn't belong in the middle of a country road in the middle of nowhere.

I pulled up to him, he stood his ground (as they do), his tail slightly wagging. He was clearly away from home and lost. I asked him "What are you doing boy??? Where is your home???" He looked around (they're smart too), it was clear he didn't know. "Go HOME!" I told him as I slowly pulled away...he followed me.

I know two neighbors about two miles away who have GP's, so I turned around and let him follow me toward their place.

Finally, he got a smell and took off across country headed for the ranch I thought he was from.

As I turned and left, I couldn't help but think about that dream, the fur in my car and then running up on a lost GP like that...I'm sure there was some message there, and I'll be danged if I know what it was, but that's my story.

(end)

For the record, the Great Pyrenees are the "guardians" of all creatures. They rarely ever stray.

That I would see one this morning, after that dream, is very odd indeed. My native Indian friends from the Shoshone Reservation up in Wyoming would have an opinion on this I'm sure!

I'm sure it would be a good one though.

I've heard the tales of "spirit horses" and "spirit dogs", but I never thought I'd actually see one. They are the things of legend and lore.

I'm pretty sure I saw one today.

(nod)

It was a good story, thanks for posting. I mean, it wasn't the weirdest story I've ever heard, or the scariest, but I think it had a cool feel to it. Sometimes less is more when it comes to paranormal stories (EDIT: including real stories)

a reply to: Cutepants

No, but this one was REAL!

That was a good story. I'm a husky owner too so that added a bit more personal connection as well.

I was thinking the spirit animal idea myself when you mentioned your native friends and what they might say about it.

The hair in the car is weird but probably something that just seems weird because of the context.

Might just be as simple as the spirit dog watching over the dog in the road and wanting to make sure you'd help it. Although from the sound of it I can't imagine you not helping it even without a dream to remind you.

I'd be interested in what your native friends have to say about it. Nice story though.

I guess this is just some dumb aberration from some stupid cowboy who's been living out in the hills too long.

Oh well, sorry for the diversion.

Back to the UFO's and butt-probes.

a reply to: Flyingclaydisk

Yeah, I believe you! After I posted I started thinking I made it sound like I thought it was made up, but I didn't.

originally posted by: Flyingclaydisk
I guess this is just some dumb aberration from some stupid cowboy who's been living out in the hills too long.

Oh well, sorry for the diversion.

Back to the UFO's and butt-probes.

Not at all. After all, they can't all be burning bushes or fire in the sky. But that doesn't mean it's not significant or meaningful.

a reply to: mOjOm

Sadly, I'd hate to actually answer your question about what some would say, at least the younger adults anyway.

It would be very disappointing.

a reply to: Flyingclaydisk

Really??? Do they not have the same respect for their more spiritual culture anymore???

Is that what you're saying?

My best friend in life was half Cherokee and he didn't even know the way. He was raised with the white man (like me). His father was proud full-blood Cherokee, but Stu didn't want to learn the way.

I wanted to understand, but I didn't learn the way from his father, but rather Shoshone elders. Perhaps it's "mystic" in some respects, but there are lessons to be learned. I have stood before the Tribal Councils and had to articulate my purpose, my being. It's a very rare thing, to get to do that. To do it, I had to learn the way.

I have seen the wild horse. I grew up there, Wyoming. I even found some just last weekend. Herds of thousands, below the radar, a forgotten people...one with the horse.

My dream was strange, but somehow it meant something in the context of those dogs.

The stories I could tell...oh, man!

a reply to: mOjOm

One word..."Alcohol"

a reply to: Flyingclaydisk

Great tale.

Not sure what to make of it, what do you make of it?

Do you think it was a lost soul that needed a bit of guidance? Could be.

Could be a coincidence if there is such a thing. Regardless thanks for sharing.

a reply to: Flyingclaydisk

That sounds interesting for sure. It's criminal what has been done to the native American culture. It's amazing that there are even any of them left that have the strength and dedication to hold on to what little of their culture is left. The white man has essentially murdered the core of who they are in every meaningful way I can think of with their killing and subduing of nature. Sadly, more now than ever is when we could really use someone to guide us back to having some kind of connection with nature too. The natives understood that better than anyone.

I'm not one to go along with paranormal-ish type ideas either. But there are in fact certain things with certain cultures that simply can not and should not be dismissed so easily. Even when looked at very logically you can see that there is something going on that escapes our rationality to explain. Yet there it is plain as day.

originally posted by: Flyingclaydisk
I've heard the tales of "spirit horses" and "spirit dogs", but I never thought I'd actually see one. They are the things of legend and lore.

I'm pretty sure I saw one today.

(nod)

This is what I was thinking... spirit animal.

I just get the sense that somewhere in the universe a canine is reaching out to you to say 'i choose you" and probably because you have been such a great ally to dogs for so long. Even the Great Perenees showed a great measure of trust in you. I think you should feel honored. And as you go to sleep tonight, ask your friend to return to share his wisdom with you in the dreamworld!

a reply to: Flyingclaydisk

I have no interpretation for this one but good story and thanks for sharing.

Also, I'm feeling a little jealous of where you get to live right now.

a reply to: mOjOm

Well, the history of the red man versus the white man has been very twisted by history, and I know it, personally. It's not what the politically correct books would have you think. Rather, it's far, far, different.

Violence was a reality, just an inevitability of survival in the day. I think you have to look past the politics to the culture of the people, and there you will find truth.

P.S. Remember, the red man would just as soon scalp another red man as a white man, but the history books today won't tell you this!