Worm Greetings This Holiday Season!

No worm dreams last night, but yet another non-worm dream. This one had us travelling to the Library of Vermont so trixie could find some book explaining the paintings of a particular french artist via a museum-dwelling mouse. Approaching the library, we overlooked a wide and inviting stretch of river with waist-deep golden water and smooth stones forming the bed. There were two overweight boys splashing around and one of them appeared to be holding his huge scrotum up to his belly with both hands. It was startling.
Inside the library we suprised an amorous librarian couple, though we really tried not to notice them. We managed to find the "books with animals as main characters" section, clearly kept by a woman who bore a resemblence to a large, fat kittycat. I did find one of the books in the musem-mouse series but not the one Trix was looking for. There were far more books about cats than about mice.

Later, I was at home just lazing about. I was wearing red plaid boxers and my orange newbalance shirt. My mother and grandmother were there, and asked me if I didn't want to come along to lunch. My cousin had been married the day before and was inviting the extended family out to lunch at a "crappy family restaurant," as my mom put it. I thought I'd better go since, standing around in my boxers, I clearly had nothing better to do. I was getting dressed and decided to use the bathroom. Iggy came in and was distracting me and making it hard to finish. Before I knew it, we were wrestling in the tub and there was a busted-open small duffel bag full of dog-bones which were getting wet in the shower and sending red and brown stained water dripping all over the place, floating away little bits of dog-bone. I was puzzled by the bag of treats, especially since I didn't know of it's existence. How, also did the water get turned on? I thought "what the hell is going on in here? " My grandma and mom were totally getting impatient and about to leave.