I dreampt I was dogsitting a grey great dane and a long-hair yellow mut. They had a habit of running at me and trying to bite my hands. Every time, I said, "No!" and reminded myself to stand my ground, not run. Finally I let them just bite my hands--and when they chewed and chewed, it didn't even hurt that much! It never broke the skin. And after that they seemed harmless. Loving, even.
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