tiny creatures.

Dream: I am eating dim sum at a restaurant with my friends and family. My friend Sheila has a new pet, but I cannot tell you what kind of animal it is. At first, I think it is a statue of some kind of chipmunk-like creature. My Dad asks me to take it outside and take photographs of it, and my friend, Jon, comes with me. We set up the tiny creature against a nice backdrop, and I notice there is movement inside of the statue, and a tiny-tiny face peeking out at me from inside.

I say to Jon, "Oh! He is inside of this little box?"

Jon says, "Yeah. Of course he is. Open it up!"

I open the statue, which I now see has a hinge on one side and a clasp on the other, and a tiny brown thing pops out and starts bouncing and zipping around, making little "squee" sounds. I open up the box, which is now just a tiny cardboard box with holes in the side, and the little fellow just hops back in and waits for me to close up the top. Jon nods.