"Head...Shoulders...Knees and...SOCKS!"

Last night I dreamt of a group of turtles, small in size, swimming around in their pond.  My job was to assist with cleaning them.  The man in charge showed me how to clean them, we had a bucket of sudsy water.  The turtles crawled out of their shells and we placed them in a big tank.  They had long necks, and wiggled as they swam about.  We cleaned their shells inside and out using small brushes.  Then we picked up a turtle and gave him a wash.  The turtles were very happy swimming freely around without their shells.  When we were done, we let them swim a bit around the bubbley water.  Then it was time for them to crawl back into their shells all nice and clean.

When I woke up I thought this to be an odd and random thing to dream of.  Av told me that he dreamed he was flying and a helicopter.  This scared him.  But when I thought of my dream, I only thought of one feeling that summed up both how I and the turtles felt.  Bliss.