i had a dream last night where my friends owned a beaver (looked more like a squirrel) who was trained to carry a knife in its mouth. and he was showing all the little holes in his drywall where the beaver went all stabby. and then later on, he started opening a bottle with a knife. and you know how dogs immediately run at the smallest sound of a treat bag opening? same with the beaver. came and sat happily at my friends feet and tucked that knife in his cheek and scampered off.