Frustrated that there's been no change or update for over an hour, you march up to the door and kick it open. Russell and Russell are rolling around on the ground when you enter and stop to look up at you. Your immediate impression is that they were fighting, but something's not right about that. They way they're positioned and the way they're looking at you...dear God, what have you walked in on? You slam the door shut once more and walk away. A few minutes later, Russell walks through, completely naked and smoking a pipe, and goes into the bathroom. "Did you take care of the cat?" you call out to the dog.
"Oh, did he ever," the cat calls back.
"That's it," you say, standing to leave. "I can't take any more insanity." You turn your back on both animals, walking away from them and away from your dream.