Caleb had a dream he told me about recently. He was a fuzzy little creature. I was his mother, Dave was his dad, and we were humans. I put food for Caleb on the arm blades of a fan. The fan spun and the food flew across the room for him to chase after and eat.
This is remarkably similar to what an actual feeding feels like in our house.
Caleb often likes to be a dog, or a cat, or many other creatures, like an otter in the bath today. From that perspective, this dream makes a lot of sense.