Stinx had a nightmare last night. I'm sure it wasn't his first. But it was the first I witnessed. He was sleeping beside me and all of a sudden he sat up crying and shouting, "No! No! No!" etc. Then he started pointing and saying "Bug" through the tears. Poor little fella was dreaming about bugs.For the most part he's been doing well with the subject of bugs. He loves reading stories with bugs in the them. He's handled the spider encounters very well [i think because i sing him the "itsy bitsy spider" so often]. But then yesterday he spotted a fruit fly in the kitchen. I thought these annoying pests were all gone. Perhaps this one came with the groceries last week end. He didn't even seem particularly bothered by the fly yesterday. He kinda just pointed it out. But it seems this small fruit fly may have been the bug he was dreaming of last night.