Poms

Dreamt of a man who had two really fluffy Pomeranians that he was totally devoted to. Then one morning he woke up and they were missing from his bed. He was really distraught. It was then revealed to me that he was a CIA spy and had been wearing pheromones spray that came in a little gray tube. I held the tube in my hand and accidentally sprayed it on the man sitting next to me. Nothing really changed. I was still thinking about the CIA man having to choose between his career and his dogs.