here it is…
I’m at some sort of ocean-front resort just enjoying myself when I hear an odd crunching noise coming from the freezer of a building I’m walking by. I open the freezer and there’s an animal that looks like a cross between a weasel and a cat chewing on frozen fuit. (Peaches I think, and the animal had little conical teeth.) For some reason, I called the animal a stoat. I chased it around for a little while and then managed to catch it by the scruff of its neck.
For some reason, I then decided to throw it in the ocean so I carried it down to the beach. Unfortunately, after I threw it in, it started running so fast that it was basically flying on top of the water and it ran/flew down the beach to where two people were getting married and bit the minister. (with associated arm flapping as the stoat bit down and wouldn’t let go.)
Then there was more chasing although this time I had a wiffle bat and was just swinging wildly at the little animal.
Finally, I woke up and my feet were cold.