Rabbits to the rescue!

I dreamed last night that we had a rabbit that gave birth to two babies, but would't take care of them. She thought it felt weird to breastfeed, she said. She also was afraid it would ruin her figure. We tried to reason with her and told her that her babies would die if she didn't nurse them, but she didn't really seem to care.

So we fed them ourselves with chocolate milk from an eye dropper. We weren't sure if they were going to make it at first. They just sort of lay around with their eyes half-shut and their little bodies were getting cold, but they managed to grow and survive, even though they were on the lethargic side.

One day the Joker came and swam across the channel to the little boat where we all lived, and killed everyone on board. It was really sad and shocking. He even killed the children. Then he swam away, and everyone opened their eyes. They weren't really dead--they were just pretending to be dead. But they all knew they had to escape.

Then the little rabbits came to everyone's rescue. With the family hanging onto the rabbits' backs, the rabbits bravely swam across the channel to safety, using their long ears as paddles. It was then that we all realized that the rabbits were going to make it.