Your dog hugged you because you were having bad dreams! c:
It was Frontrox.
No, it was Isaac Fox
>I am going to sleep>Sleeping, dreaming>I want to say a mid-age Dashie appears in my dream, not quite a full grown mare, but not quite a filly.>I Hug said Dashie>Feels realWhat the actual forget.
Have you read my little dashie recently?
Good lord. The page count is over nine thousand.