I don't know why that salamander sticks in my mind so strongly. He was a pretty little thing, and very docile. He seemed to enjoy just sitting my the palm of my hand, accepting my admiration. I remember how his color stood out from the mossy greens, grays, and browns of the woods and the stream.
I just felt compelled to share that dream. Weird.
Hm; I Googled images of salamanders, and I noticed something: Many of them appear to be smiling. I also noticed that the reddish-orange ones shown all have spots; the little guy in my dream didn't. Hm.
Edited by lizzieboo, 02 July 2012 - 12:48 PM.