A Parrot And The Death Of A Turkey

All that I can remember of the end of this dream is that it was day, and I was in a slightly fictional version of my parents yard near a small fictional building near the gate that is on the side of the yard that the dogs are on.

I noticed a strange mostly green (but also one or more other colors) bird on the ground that seemed to be having trouble trying to fly, there were some other pets in the yard like the cats that I was worried would kill it, and so I went to pick up the bird to put it in a tree or somewhere else high.

Some of the other pets showed up as I did this like a fictional turkey, the chickens, maybe some of the cats, and several other non-human animals.

I got the bird away from them and eventually it started flying, and then I realized that it was a parrot.

I started to walk back toward the house, I heard something and I turned around, and I saw that somehow the turkey was dead and some of the other pets were eating it (including some chickens I think).

I was confused by this, the turkey was alive and well seconds ago, and I wondered what would have killed it so fast.

Then things got weirder as I noticed some ant piles and many ants on the ground near them that were not there before, my mom walked outside across the front porch, and I started walking toward her to tell her about this.

Once I reached the walkway I felt a burning feeling like something bit me on my legs, and then I looked down to see that many ants were on my pants/legs and I was wearing khaki pants and I had a coat/jacket that looked like maybe a peacoat.

I started trying to knock the ants off of me as they bit me, it felt pretty real but not as painful as it would really be, and my brother GC walked outside from the front door and I asked him to use the water hose to help get the ants off of me.

GC started spraying the ants off of me with the water hose as I continued to also knock them off with my hands, but I woke up.

Before I went to sleep and as I slept my thighs were a bit sore for some reason, maybe from exercising, and so maybe this soreness inspired that part of the dream.

The end,

-John Jr

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