Man, whatever I did to have such a vivid dream, even though I woke up sweating (possibly unrelated), I would like to do it again!

The dream started with me scolding my dog for playing with the light switches. Wildly tangent into me scolding his prior owner's boyfriend/husband for teaching him to do it. The rest of the dream is the weird bit, and doesn't seem to be at all related to the 'teaser'.

My wooded property was being invaded by rather benign blue and cream calico wolverines. In the dream, I suspected they were also intelligent. As I have pets, I could not allow the potentially extremely dangerous animals to remain, so I loaded up my handgun (why not my rifle??) and proceeded to walk up to one of the big males and pulled the trigger.

Misfire.

Pulled the trigger again, another misfire. I ejected the clip and the bullets didn't even have primer caps on them! In fact, every bullet in the box was filled with red and yellow Play-Dough! How hadn't I noticed that when I was loading the clip? Fortunately, I had purchased three boxes, and ran back to the house to load up a clip from a different box, and I passed one of the wolverines. It was torn up and appeared to be dead, one whole leg pulled out from the socket. My mom walked over to it to make sure it was dead, and it reared up weakly to snarl at her. As I drifted toward conciousness, I had successfully reloaded a clip, and was heading back to the battlefield.

On waking reflection, I hadn't ever even cocked the gun. Oh, well - It was full of Play-Dough anyway >.<