Demon Cat

My psyche totally made up for the last thoroughly uncharacteristic, but lovely and affirming, dream I posted here by waking me up this morning screaming. In the dream, if was a full-throttled anguished wail, but what actually woke me in real life was my own pitiful whimper.

A couple of my best friends were in town for my wedding (what?!)*, and he brought their daughter and cat to my apartment so that I could watch them for a while; I think his wife was sick. Almost immediately, though, this cat (which in real life is lovely) revealed itself to be an absolute demon. It went behind the TV and there was a theatrical flash of light blue light and a powering-down sound that indicated that the cat had chewed through the TV wires. The same thing happened and the computer went down. As I tried to catch and contain the cat, it chomped down hard on my left wrist and latched on. I tried blowing in its face, swatting it, flinging it off, and prying its jaws open, but it held on, and although I knew it was inflicting a pretty serious injury that would hurt a lot, I also didn't want to hurt the cat.

But then, then! It let go, only to dart into a large cage that had appeared on the floor and contained another couple of best friends' kitties. These kitties were somehow much smaller and more fragile, and the demon cat killed them almost instantly.**

This time I picked up the demon cat and sort of flung it to the floor. Even though it was nothing compared to the shaking that completely failed to loosen it when it had its teeth in my wrist, this time it, of course, suddenly died.

It was the realization that I was directly or indirectly responsible for the deaths of basically all of my best friends' cats (though thank goodness my subconscious forgot the toddler in my care and thus allowed her to escape unscathed!), and the fear that David wouldn't love me any more after I'd killed all those animals, that woke me up howling. What an awful dream.

*This getting-married-oh-no! themed dream broke with convention, as the potential groom was my current boyfriend, it was a day or two before the wedding, and before my brain could totally freak out over the idea of getting married, it was interrupted by the antics of a demon cat.

**In real life, one of these kitties really is kind of demonic.

Classic Group Trip

I had what I might call the Classic Group Trip Dream last night (as opposed to all those dreams where being on a group trip is just one background fact among many). I was on a trip to India with some random dream people and some random real-life past and present acquaintances. We were crowded (very crowded!) into an older van with a dark red interior, going very slowly through some kind of border crossing or checkpoint. I was extremely uncomfortable because we were so crammed in, and I turned to the guy next to me, a rather prim Indian guy who was the de facto group leader and asked him if it would be okay if I put my feet up on the dash to give myself some more room. He was shocked--shocked!--that I would suggest such a thing, and said that he couldn't countenance it because the van belonged to a couple he knew. He then (possibly hoping to soften the blow of refusal?) added that the couple were originally from Mali but were now running a church in the U.S. for Indians. I responded enthusiastically that I was very interested in Mali, grasping at straws to both diffuse my apparent brazen disrespect for their dashboard and to distract myself from boredom and physical discomfort with the odd coincidence of West Africans running an Indian church in the U.S.

There was an unsettling subplot after that in which I was suddenly saddled with the responsibility of looking after several small children, who kept wandering away (I had to sternly warn one of them about the dangers of wandering off down an alley).

Sunshine

i haven't posted in a long time because i haven't remembered my dreams in a long while or i'll only remember just bits and pieces which aren't necessarily all that interesting.

i've babysat my parents parakeet, sunshine, three or four times now.  she's a pretty little thing and can be quite entertaining at times.  i'm currently taking care of her and these are two dreams i've had about her.  the first one is from several months ago, the second one i had just this morning.

i realized that sunshine had been quiet for most of the day and figured i should probably go check on her to make sure she was ok.  normally she chirps throughout the day but in the dream, she had been silent.  i found her sitting at the bottom of the cage and thought that was a little unusual for her so i stepped up to take a closer look.  and there, clutched in her claws was a mouse about half the size of her!  she wasn't pecking at it or trying to eat it or anything, she was just holding on to it with all her might.  i couldn't help but wonder first of all how a mouse could have gotten into her cage and secondly, why it wasn't trying to escape.  i could see clearly that it was still alive.

this morning i dreamed i was at home and arguing with someone.  i was nervous that the loud noise of us yelling might bother sunshine so i went to check on her.  i had to blink a couple of times because she was light blue with dark blue feathers.  as i stared at her, she turned completely white and then her normal yellow with black and gray markings.  i stood there with my mouth hanging open trying to figure out how she managed to magically changed colors before my very eyes.