My sister and I found an orphaned bear cub in a clearing that was bordered by a forest and a lake. For some reason, we decided to take it with us and smuggle it over the "border" where we might find a better place for it to live. We took a car and got on the highway for the harrowing ride. As I've mentioned in earlier posts, I never have any control over vehicles in dreams.
The border crossing looked like a grubby subway station. We decided to put the bear cub in a suitcase and act like tourists. Unfortunately, a woman in a tight and short pink dress found us. She called up her army of military brats to strip us of our belongings. But before they could do that, I got into an argument with the woman. I think it was about liberty, freedom, femi-nazism, and the right to live--I don't remember the exact words. But I do remember waking up angry.
