Last night I dreamt a pair of ant eaters wondered into my yard, a male and female. They had been eating spaghetti. You could still see a few strands of it in their little mouths. They didn’t seem to be afraid of people but would bite, but not hard, if you tried to pick them up. They really enjoyed playing with tennis balls.

When I was a child, I used to have a recurrent dream about a tunneling ant eater. It would arrive in a tunnel like Bugs Bunny, pop out, look around, then pop back in and be on its way. It always arrived in my neighbor’s yard. It was bigger than the ones I dreamt about last night (or maybe I was just smaller then.)