Strange vivid ray of light dream

The morning of Easter Sunday I had perhaps one of the most vivid and strange dreams in a long time. No monkeys, monkey hands, or railroad tracks this time. This one started with an encounter between me, in my human form, and a yokel, a country boy, and his horse and his mule. I recall being taken aback by these creatures at first, but the mule was especially endearing in how it cautionsly approached me and then ran backward away soon after. Then I entered the man's house. The layout was very familiar but, for a yokel, this guy had a nice place: big screen TV, and lots of cabinets, lots of cabinets. They covered nearly every inch of wall space. The strangest part was we started watching TV, I grabbed a beer from the fridge at some point, and on TV were the cripple awards. The emcee was a black girl, who I think was deaf, and she said that she gave her grandmother a Holocaust Bible, and for some reason that was a very endearing thing to say as the crowd applauded and the deaf emcee smiled with all the composure of a professional emcee. Then the awards began; it was mostly a parade of freaks, and I recall telling myself that this was the most amazing program I had ever seen. I don't recall the specifics of the parade of freaks other than it was a series of introductory vignettes of each mutant, freak, etc. his/her infirmity and talent. the production quality of each vignette and the show gave this awards show a Star Search-like sheen. But for whatever reason, I have this emotional investment in the mule. As I think back on the mule, I remember our meeting as me extending my heart (metaphoric) to the creature and was touched by its curiosity. Did I have a Buberian 'the horse touched me back' moment? Maybe it's just a barnyard porn phase in my life.