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You might think that figuring out what your dreams mean is a no-brainer, but your nightly trips into Snoozeville can often provide the solutions to animal suffering as well. In my dream, I come across a hot-dog stand and order a foot-long, but when I bite into it, it squeals. I’m so scared that I drop it on the ground and it runs away. —Derrin M., South Bend, Ind. Aw, if only dreams really could come true—hot-dog eaters could hear how little piggies cry out when their tails and private parts are sliced off with no painkillers or when they’re kicked, beaten, shocked, and forced into slaughterhouses. No doubt they’d switch to Tofu Pups, for sure! If you’re still eating pigs and other critters, it’s pretty obvious that your subconscious is trying to send you a wake-up call to stop. Visit VegKids.com for all the why’s and how’s of vegetarianism. If you’ve already ditched animal products from your diet, perhaps your dream is telling you to get more active by speaking out for the dead piggies who can’t speak for themselves. Order a supply of PETA’s “Pigs Are Friends, Not Food” stickers and share them with your friends. I have a crush on this boy in my science class, and I often dream that I’m dancing, doing cartwheels, or doing whatever I can do to get him to notice me. In real life, this boy’s really nice, but I’m so shy and I have very few friends—plus, I’ve been rejected by crushes in the past. What should I do? —Anna W., Silver Spring, Md. At first, your dream seems ridiculously obvious—Duh! Get some guts and talk to this guy. But maybe what’s really going on here is that you’re dreaming about that sweet dog three doors down the street—he represents you in the dream and you represent the boy from your class. That dog is desperate for you to notice him but he’s shy and scared because he’s not sure he can trust anyone. Why would he, after the way his human parents chained him to the tree just because he got in trouble for sleeping on the couch and made puddles on the kitchen floor when he couldn’t hold it? Ask the dog’s guardians if you can arrange to walk him every day. You’ll make a tried-and-true friend and, odds are, you’ll eventually bump into the biology hunk when you and Buster are hoofing it ’round town. He’ll fawn all over your four-legged friend, you’ll manage to say, “Wanna walk him with me tomorrow?” and it will be the start of something amazing for all three of you. It can be that easy!
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