Last night, I had a dream that there were some things in our yard that, if eaten, would transform your pet into something different. Most of these effects were temporary, but the things it turned your pet into were not pleasing, like a large turantula. In my dream, this happened to my dog. For some reason, the idea had been planted in my mind that this frequently happened with our previous dog, and that it was a miracle that she was in dog form by the time that she passed away. But since our newer dog is younger and can't control herself as well, she sorta lost her grip on who her friends were when she became a large, poisonous turantula, and became very dangerous. When she became a turantula, for some reason we wanted to start calling her Aragog... For some reason, I kept being able to go back in time to try and stop this, but failed every time. However, some old woman that looked nothing like either my grandmom, or my grandma (there's a difference between the two) who was implied to be my grandma showed me and my sister some antidote that would return her to her original form. Before we reached her with the antidote, however, my dream ended. The thing about that dream was that it was so convincing, that even after I woke up, it was almost making me think it might be possible to transform your pet like that. Almost took me a whole minute to convince myself that it's impossible. That was the very first scary dream I've had in a looooooooooooooong time.