I had a dream months ago, and it's been on my mind for a while.
In the dream, I had woken up and went to breakfast. At the table, my girlfriend had told me that the neighbors had found a mean kitten and was keeping it until they had found a home for it. I walked out of the house and went down the hill to the neighbor's house (which doesn't exist). I went into the house and looked for the people who lived there. Seeing that no one was there, I began to look for the kitten. I heard a loud growling coming from under the cabinets. I looked and saw the glowing yellow eyes of the kitten. When I reached in, it attacked my hand very viciously. I pulled the kitten out and held it up, while it still was attacking me. I felt the pain but didn't care about it whatsoever, by the way. The kitten was a bright crimson color, with long fluffy fur, and what looked like two little horns starting to grow in front of it's ears. The neighbors walked in and I waved to them as they waved back. The male said "Hey, I see you found him". "Yeah I did" I said, "I like him". I cuddled the kitten a little, while it scratched my hand continuously.
And then the dream ended.
Just wondering what ya'll think of the dream.
--------------------
"I'll be long gone before some smart person ever figures out what happened inside this Oval Office." --George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., May 12, 2008
|