dream-filled dreams (part three)

Those who know me know that my dog is treated better than most members of royalty. Evidently Mr. Sandman either doesn’t know this or doesn’t care, as I found myself in a Florida hospital waiting room, with dog impatiently waiting in the car. I had cracked the window open, and checked on her frequently, but eventually the car was towed away and I was cited for leaving a dog in the car during 94 degree temperatures.