Kentucky Man Has Bizarre Dream About a Random Childhood Toy

Okay, this is going to sound really weird. I admit that it is and I have no clue why this happened. I recently had a dream about a piece of my childhood that I haven't thought about in probably 40 years. The dream was so vivid and so urgent that I woke up the next morning and called my mom to tell her about it.

Back in the early 70s, there was a toy company called My Toy. I was born in 1971, so I was alive and kicking at the time the company was manufacturing what an Ebay collector/seller refers to as "unique and whimsical" designs. Among the items My Toy made were piggy banks. I had one of them. However, the piggy bank my parents bought me wasn't a pig at all. It was a very sad-looking Basset Hound dog that was crying one tear. Honestly, to this day, I have never seen a toy that looks so sad and depressed. I loved that thing, but as I grew up, I quickly outgrew him.

So, back to that crazy, random dream! After waking up, something was telling me to FIND. THAT. PIGGY. BANK. All of my dreams are wild, crazy, vivid and seemingly real, but this one compelled me to action. I called my mom immediately and asked, "Remember that old piggy bank I used to have? The crying dog one?"

She said, "Yeah! I still have it. It's in the attic upstairs."

Without missing a second, I said, "Whoa! Really? I have to have it. I don't know why, but I need it."

Needless to say, she was a little confused. I was too for that matter. But, she went up in the attic, found the dog and gave it to me.

So, my sad little Basset Hound is now sitting in my office at work, staring at me and looking cute, but pathetic. And, I still don't know why.

I looked inside the thing. There's barely any money it. Maybe 100 pennies or so. I didn't pull the plug out of the bottom, but I did look down the coin slot on top of his head. I see nothing that resembles a quarter, dime or nickel. But some subconscious voice told me I needed to wake up and find him.

So, I did. At 52-years-old, I have been reunited with a piggy bank (or doggy bank) I probably got when I was one or two. Still, I have zero idea why.