I awoke from yet another dream of being attacked by a strange animal. The night before in my sleep I had a vision of being frightened and tormented by an angry five-foot jackal in my living room. Last night I dreamt I was chased and trampled by a pink French poodle the size of a quarter horse. Is this due to the increasing presence of pet dogs at yard sales? Or is there something I should not be eating before I retire to bed? Regardless I set out early today to see what littered the yards of divestment before the heat of August made my odyssey unbearable.