I had a dream about a big (17 lb) pet grey ringneck pigeon. A good friend (who I do not know irl he was a generic white male in enterprise apparel) sat on and killed it. It was caught in his again. Then it was caught in a automobile door someway? One other unknown male decapitated stated pigeon making an attempt to get it un-stuck. In the midst of all this my useless (alive in dream) grandmother was making a mattress. Purple blanket. I attempted to discover a alternative pigeon however I used to be actually mourning my pet and it was too chilly for eggs? Wtf did I simply dream.