Dead dog (L)

Date: 7/11/2019

I woke up in my parents house with a man laying next to me. I had left my ex, for this man and called her up apologising asking for her back and telling her it was a mistake & that I’m not gay. She had moved on, found herself another man and didn’t need me (we are currently dating irl). During this conversation I heard a voice call to me from our patio. As I step out into the night I see this horned shape move closer, a little smaller than a Labrador. It moved into the light and I saw it was a stag, a very stubby, stunted stag. The stag pranced past me towards the glass door where my dog was barking and wiggled underneath. Suddenly they started fighting lasting only a few seconds after which the stag trotted further into the house. I opened the door to find my dog lying there but looking much shorter. It had been decapitated with the body lying a few feet away with various compound fractures. I was sobbing and had the deer by the horns getting ready to kill it.. however my mum came downstairs and said “an eye for an eye” and so I stayed my hand. The deer turned into my little sister with hellboy-esque horns and we bought her a pair of trousers, getting ready to send her out to live in the wild.