Nelson's Nightmares

ive shared before that nelson is an avid dreamer, and it seems a lot of those dreams are nightmares. i can tell because he not just kicks, but fully runs with all four legs (which, ive measured, are exactly as long as mine. when standing next to each other our hip bones are at exactly the same height), the strength of which is not to be underestimated. also - while he's having one of his nightmares is the only time i have ever heard him bark. he has never had a reason to bark while awake, but apparently some shit must go down on the backs of his eyelids because it's the one time he's revealed his voice to me (it's i guess as deep as you'd expect, but its bass surprised me anyway).

regardless, just now he must have been having a hell of a dream, because his legs got to running so forcefully he kicked himself into the gap between the mattress and the bedframe (yes, my parents' house is so luxe that their beds have not only boxsprings, raising the mattresses from the floor, but wrought-iron bedframes at the both the head and foot) and of course he woke up, trapped down there, freaking out. so i lifted him back onto the bed (not easy. recap. nelson: 150 - 160lb dog. alex: 95-100 lb girl) and spooned him until he calmed down.
sidenote: in my life, i am ALWAYS the little spoon. i should be the little spoon in this sitch, based on size alone, but he prefers that i am the big spoon, and im open to new experiences, so i cuddled him as the big spoon for awhile and he seems to be back to a semi-peaceful sleep.
thank god.