Dreams. I Have Them.

Sometimes I get to dogsit my brother's dog Scooter and sometimes when I’m walking him around outside my building I'll fantasize that some asshole will come up & complain about him over something incredibly minor like whizzing on the wrong tree so that a few weeks later when I bump into them without Scooter they'll ask “where's your dog?” and I’ll matter-of-factly say “I had him put down after you complained about him” and walk away without another word.