walking home, walking with sort-of ann. was hoping she would dominate me, tie me up etcetera. she didnt seem to want to do it so i started thinking i would just fantasize about it myself when i got home. so we went our separate ways at a street corner. the neighborhood was sunny, cool, light, airy, old, residential, cheerfully dilapidated. old wood houses. i turned the corner and went home; up on my porch i realized i had forgotten to close up the house. i had at least one window with no screen. went inside, past the spare living room to the bedroom. dexter was lounging there unalarmed, and next to him was a medium sized black lab of some sort. i started to gently shoo the stranger dog away, and he turned into a little bat-rat creature that fluttered madly all over the house. i chased it around. it clung to walls and chitter-shrieked at me. finally it disappeared somewhere in the living room.