Inspired by yesterday's dream, and the unsolved mysteries contained therein, I set off today to relearn the answers that I forgot. To understand the mysteries of life. To answer the riddles of nature. Inanimate objects are really what make everything... as much as living things would beg to differ. I decided to look at things very closely, and understand what it would be like to be an inanimate object... Or, I should say, an object even less animate than myself. I started, of course, with trying to understand how it would be to be a cookie. To do this, I needed to get inside the cookie jar and snuggle up with the other cookies. I ended up breaking them, so (to be a good puppy and not leave any mess) I had to eat the crumbs. Then, I went around the house looking at different objects from their point of view. It was fun... though I wouldn't like to be that one wine glass that fell off the shelf when I was climbing onto the shelf. It broke into lots of tiny pieces. I haven't come down off the shelf yet for fear of stepping on one. I hope the humans don't notice it's missing...

Ever since I was a kid there has been freshly baked cookies in the cookie jar at home. I never really ate them because "they were always around"...hahaha! The house would always smell like a dream come true. I think a lot of people in high school actually remember me because my mom's cookies. My weakness was always and still is the cookie dough. Don't judge.