Worlds Collide

I had a dream last night that someone came to the shelter (well, it wasn't actually the shelter, but it kinda was too) to surrender a tiny rabbit. It was this big guy holding this tiny rabbit. He, the guy, was dressed very formally. When I asked why he wanted to give up his rabbit he said, "It grunts too much during the night and I can't sleep with all the noise." I said to him, "Well, so do my twins, but you don't see me trying to surrender them."

Freaky.