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I was in my basement. The dog cages where still behind the couch from the tornado warnings the other day. Faith was eating out of a dog bowl by the cages. Not to long later I found <PERSON> eating outa the bowl with her. This is bad because two years ago Faith nearly killed <PERSON> and since then we keep one of them locked up at a time and switch them out throughout the day. I got scared and saw that <PERSON> undid the side of his cage, what a smart dog. I nearly panicked and I yelled for dad to come help me, he ran downstairs and grabed faith and I got hold of <PERSON> and walked him over to his cage. I vaugly remember doing a failed nose plug reality check. The dream ended.