The night before we left Cape Breton I discovered that Cavan is a vivid dreamer just like me.
Cavan and I slept in the same bed most of the vacation. That night, Cavan sat straight up in bed and yelled, "Squirrel!". I thought he was asking for Hunter's stuffed squirrel that he carries around everywhere. I told him squirrel was with Hunter and he said, "Squirrel chase me!". He was looking very upset, so I asked him if he was dreaming about squirrels and again he told me, "Squirrel chase me. Chase me outside. Squirrel try get me." It took me quite a while to coax him back to sleep.
The next morning I asked him if he had a bad dream and his eyes got huge, his expression changed to a look of fear and he told me about squirrels chasing him again. This time he added that the squirrels chased him and Hunter and that he was "scar-it". Poor kid- the squirrel dream really scared the crap out of him!