Giant dog, just huge. Smelled like doggy shampoo which I didn't like. Stopped to talk to panhandling gypsy punk types, was telling them something about the homeless dude who stayed at my house then I corrected and said "not homeless" just a travelling musician as if they were judging me. One of them told me he could play something on the cello. We started walking, I thought in the direction of a cello but as we walked he said he didn't have a cello. We went back to him and his friends, I gave them some change, nobody played me any music.
Later or earlier Bryna gave me chocolate ice cream. I went to get myself more and I realized she'd scooped all the chocolate for me out of a chocolate vanilla combo. She loves me.