I was in a small house, or a structure like a house, and looked out the window.  I saw something that looked like an octopus on the roof of the adjacent building, perhaps the neighbor’s house, garage, etc.  The octopus-thing, maybe it was a cuttlefish, seemed to be a bit out of sorts.  It looked like it was trying to climb up the structure to the roof, but then rolled off and bounced on the patio below.  I decided to go over to help it out, get it back in the water somehow.  So I went outside and jumped across a stream running between the two properties.  I was a bit impressed with myself that I could clear that whole gap in a single leap.  As soon as I got to the other side, my focus was on the octopus, which was literally bouncing up and down about three feet off the ground on the patio.  I happened to be carrying a pinkish-orange towel that I was thinking of using to smother and wrap up the octopus in order to capture it temporarily and move it to water.  As I considered my strategy of spreading it out, I thought the sudden brightly colored, large rectangle thing might scare it away, so I tried to keep it bundled up until it was time to spring the trap.

My focus then shifted to something like tidepools around the backyard of this adjacent property.  I observed small fish and more realistic-looking octopuses in the shallow water pools.  I seemed to get the sense that the bouncing octopus would eventually figure out how to get to the water, if not fall back into one of these pools inadvertently.  While it appeared to have been struggling before, I became unsure that I could actually help it, especially if it possessed the inclination to jump around and climb out of water again.  So I decided to go back, and again crossed the stream in a single leap, this time with a little more of deliberate, measured run-up– I suppose it seemed the gap had widened slightly.  I thought it was remarkable that I was able to make it both times without getting my feet wet.

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