Dream: I was a group of three people with animal forms and animal-ear-human forms. We were fighting an angry tentacle unicorn. It would charge and headbutt, and then it's head would detach and fly around screaming.

I realized that it was the body of an old beloved stuffed animal that had been decapitated and grown a new, angry head. We talked about this and it broke down crying about being abandoned.

But I'd been carrying the old head all along, because I still loved it