I had a vivid dream. There were a small group of animals trying to sustain themselves. A rooster's head was lolling on it's side, as if broken. A goat was blind with milky white eyes. The goat took my hand in its mouth, but gently, as if to remind me not to forget. At home, a variety of birds and squirrels come up to my garden glass door to stare at me. This seems to say to me, don't forget us, we're all in this together. With the deep sea fish beaching, it's as if the animal kingdom is seeking closer union in the shift. It's humbling to think of this unity in the face of the challenging transition.