This is Whisper. He'll be 13 next week. He's dreaming about a world where vacuum cleaners are silent, thunder doesn't happen, and large plastic bags, loud human sneezes, and fireworks don't exist. I know this because I know him really well. Also, if you switch out the variables, my dreams are pretty much the same as his. We both want a world where we feel safe, happy, and deeply, simply loved. Whisper had the chance to dream a little longer because I remembered to set the phone on silent before taking this photo.