The Elephant on the Roof

We won't need Freud to analyze this dream.

I was looking up on the roof when something caught my eye. It was the slightest movement by the stone elephant perched where the chimney would normally be. I looked away, focusing on making sandwiches for the kids. Then I heard a loud noise resembling a rock slide. I looked up to see the elephant's trunk break free from the statue. Slowly, it came to life and started running all over the roof, trashing it.

Our house in Rhode Island needs a new roof. We're getting estimates as I write. It's being ruined by the elements and old age. My dream roof is being wrecked by an elephant stampede. It should be cheaper to replace the real roof.