Hypnagogic

What kind of animal do you have at home?" "A sheep," he said. "A black-faced Suffolk ewe." "Well, then you should be happy." "I'm happy," he answered. "It's just that I always wanted an owl, even back before they all dropped dead." He corrected himself. "All but yours." Rachael said, "Our present crash program and overall planning call for us to obtain an additional owl which can nate with Scrappy." She indicated the owl dozing on its perch; it had briefly opened both eyes, yellow slits which healed over as the owl settled back down to resume its slumber. Its chest rose conspicuously and fell, as if the owl, in its hypnagogic state, had sighed. Breaking away from the sight - k made absolute bitterness blend throughout his prior reaction of awe and yearninghe said, "I'd like to test out the selection, now.