Last night, a friendly neighborhood gardener built a nest for Cinnamon in our backyard (?!) Apparently, Cinna had given birth to 4 black hedgehogs. It’s perplexing because Basil has a separate home; she couldn’t have gotten pregnant, and with black offspring. I looked around for answers and found, just a few feet away from her, a black fluffy dog.
Did I mention that the baby hedgehogs change color and dig tunnels in the ground like gophers?
Dreams are never normal for me.