Dreamt that I woke in the the very early morning, barely light. Stepped outside, there was a crafts fair underway under a large tent in the field across the street that no longer exists, listing elderly moving slowly among quilts, went to get camera, decided to take picture of dead baby Stinkier as well, live Stinktier was standing over the dead one with what looked like a tiny palm leaf in his mouth, camera noise shocked us both, ended up with head shot of live skunk, aroused.

Woken from this by Peretz barking loudly from underneath my bed.