I prefer to believe that all of their dreams are happy dreams. After all, how could these sweet innocent creatures possibly have bad thoughts creeping into their sleeping minds?
Our dog, Whitney, sleeps on our bed most nights. Often I feel her little legs begin moving as she happily dreams the night away, probably enjoying a flying run through the yard.
I am with Tucker and Stanley often, and have seen both dogs in dream mode many times. Occasionally I get the enjoyment of watching all three dogs napping the afternoon away.
The last time Tucker was here for a sleepover, he obviously was having a very busy dream. As he lay sleeping, next to a dresser, his legs were in constant motion; and with each movement his feet would rattle the dresser. Upon hearing his feet thump against the dresser, Whitney hurried to his side. After sniffing Tucker's sleeping body and determining that her friend was fine, she returned to her spot on the bed.
No, I don't know for sure what they dream, but it's not hard for me to imagine what might be in their dream filled minds.

Two of Whitney's joys are stealing our socks and eating cheese. In her dreams I imagine visions of her plotting where she can hide that next sock. Perhaps she is still savoring the taste of that wonderful snack of cheese she had earlier. Or she might be anticipating lapping up the remains of milk in a cereal bowl.

Sweet dreams to all the furry four-leggers, everywhere.
So long, I'll see you soon!
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