Here I was at the door of the man who could supposedly make all of my dreams come true.
I had always wanted to be man’s best friend. I never really asked why, but I did asked how to make my odd dream a reality. I made weird contacts, weird friends, and cast out weird lines. Eventually I heard from a man, a hypnotist who offered to make me canine. How could I decline?
I knocked, and he invited me in. He seemed like a decent dude and offered me a seat. I sat down and, he told me about the process of hypnosis, how I would need to trust him completely, and he said that if I had any questions, now would be the time. I was too excited though, and I told him I was ready.
He told me to do all sorts of weird things. I counted backwards and forwards, I imagined staircases, focused on moving objects, and held my arms apart at various lengths. All the while I tried as hard as possible to relax. I think I stressed myself out too much though, because I didn’t feel any different. The man smiled and told me to sleep.
I woke up in my dog bed to Master watching me. I got up, excited to having my master’s attention. I wagged my tail and panted with glee as I walked over to him. He asked me to shake, and I was all to happy to oblige. I shook my head, being a goofy doggy, and gave Master an appropriately goofy smile, so happy that he had made my dream come true.