Last Night’s True-To-Life Cat Dream

 

Last night, I dreamed that I was standing in our backyard and trying to get our cat, Doc, to come down from the tree.  Every time I said, “Come here, Doc!  C’mon, kitty!,” Doc would just climb up higher in the tree and then stare down at me.

Without a doubt, this is the most true-to-life dream that I’ve had in a while.

Last Night’s Short and Weird Cat Dream

Last night’s dream was short but weird.  In fact, it was so weird that I wish it had been longer.

I was cleaning the living room when I came across a scrap of paper that had been left under the couch.  I looked at the scrap and I discovered it was a note from our cat, Doc, informing me that he had run away to Switzerland and he had joined the International Union of Feline Socialists.  The note ended with:

Death Upon the Insect That Feeds On The People,

Doc

I took the note to my sister, Erin.  She read it.  I pointed out that the note made no sense because Doc was a cat so why would he care about the insect that feeds on the people.  Erin nodded and then said, “Well … let’s go got him.”

And, tragically, that’s where I woke up!  I so wish I hadn’t.  I would have loved to gone to Switzerland!