A Walking Dragon

Not long before I awoke today, I had a strange snipet of a dream:

There was a dragon in the toilet... He lived in the sewer; and since the toilet hadn't been cleaned out, he rose to the surface.

I went to tell someone the dragon needed to be dealt with and noticed empty cans strewn about---garbage---around the dragon. He was walking upright on two legs, small in stature.

As I was looking for someone to get rid of him, he took my hand---like a child. Compassion welled as I looked at his imploring face, allowing him to take my hand.

Then I woke up.

God help us be kind and honorable to all creatures.