So...In my dream last night Gertie, the dog owned by Margaux's mom, had run off to Sweden.
And I had to take her back, naturally, only to discover when I got there that it wasn't Gertie anymore...cause this one had a white marking on her hind leg.
So, I took her home and made her my dog, whee!

Then I suddenly had another doxie too, that looked a lot like Willy, the same spastic coloring, but darker. And then as I was telling my mom how I suspected not-Gertie was going to have not-Willy's puppies my alarm woke me up.