26.7.10 Dogs, Shops and Weird Behaviour

My mum tried to sell a house to some strange woman and suddenly we were living in there ourselves.
When we explored the village we moved to, I decided to go into some kind of knitting-shop, with a obscure woman selling stuff.
Ma and grandma were already leaving, but I was confused because I didn't remember putting thing into my rucksack. The woman then told me to stay, got a list of her inventory and checked EVERY SINGLE THING on the list, asking me if I had touched it or not.
My dog was lying on the stairs leading to her flat, and a Beagle came down, surprisingly my dog acted nice and didn't pretend to be a big, scary dog for once.

Then I woke up. That was too weird <.<