1) I'm home visiting my parents, and we go out to eat with their Wednesday night crew. After we get back home, we cut into a cheesecake I made earlier that day. After we eat, I see there are tons of dishes in the sink, so I start washing them. But every time I wash a dish, there seems to be even more. I try washing them faster, but they somehow keep piling up. I decide to give up, and maybe do some more in the morning. I go into another room where everyone is watching television. I sit on a really comfortable sofa and pull a blanket over me. A little brown dachshund jumps on my lap, and it's the friendliest dog ever. I start petting it and playing with it, and I feel like we kinda understand each other. I instantly fall in love with this dog. The next morning, everyone is really sad, and I feel like it has something to do with the dog. There's another family staying at our house, and they have all their bags packed and we have to take them to the airport.