Sporadic Flashes

Date: 10/3/2017

Starting off in a moderately kept neighborhood on a hill, Mom and I are walking and had been conversing prior. The conversation must have been dog related because there was a dark golden retriever pup on the sidewalk and I was desperately begging to rescue him. Mom, full of displeasure, said fine but claimed he'd be solely my responsibility. Shortly after picking up the pup, the mom of the pup showed up too so I rescued them both. Suddenly, I'm back at home with the mood pretty fierce as if I'm ready to attack. Tasha appears and we lock eyes them she takes off, incredibly fast and I chase her. I gain nor lose any ground. From the house to the shop to the train bins this happens but I'm never sure why.