Another strange dream.
Part of the dream I had last night was that two things came in the window into my house and scared me.¬† I figured out pretty fast that one of them was just a chipmonk, but the other one was much more bizarre: it was a severed deer head.¬† I figured out in the dream that it had been blown off with a shotgun, and because of the ears, it was still able to flap around.¬† I guess the ears were propelled by the wind, and were blown around in some sort of way that made them effective “wings.”¬† I can’t explain it in a way that makes sense.¬† Even though the deer was dead and had no mind of its own, its head kept swooping at me scarily and I kept having to hit it with an umbrella to keep it away from me.