My life in dreams part 1

I had a dream last night that an unidentified third party, Andy and I stole an alligator from the zoo. It actually may have been another kind of animal as we were leaving with it, but when we got to where we were going, it was an alligator for sure (I thought it might have been a crocodile, but having looked at images, it wasn't).

We put it in a rigidly square-cut dirt hole that was the same width and length of the animal, so when looking top-down on it, it fit inside snugly like a person in a grave. But the depth was the same height as the gator, so it fit like a perfectly formed ice cube in a tray. Later, my view of the hole would pan out and I could see it was in the center of a kind of bull ring, but at first we were right on top of it looking down.

It was thrashing around and slowly the perfectly vertical walls started to fall in on it, creating a ramp it could escape on.

This is when my view became much farther away.

He ran around for a bit, and may have eaten the third party. I woke up not really disturbed so much as confused because really, what the hell was that about?

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