I remembered two dreams from last night. In the first, I was a student at Miami University, only it wasn't the campus of 1965, it was today's overcrowded jumble of buildings; yet I was lost because the geography was different. I do not remember the whys and wherefores of why several theatre students and instructors and I were wondering around a closed theatre building in the middle of the night, but one instructor left his little dog Tony behind. So, I stuck him inside my jacket and started to walk home with Annabelle - who just suddenly showed up - sitting on my shoulder. Qw passed a building with a flower garden by the door and Annabelle jumped down and vanished, then Tony vanished after her, and the remainder of the dream was about trying to retrieve them.