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I'm Dreaming Cats and Dogs (that's not a very good one, is it?)
My dream consisted of mostly running around a house with lots of energetic pets and wild children. In my mind, I associated it with the Tomaschke household. A lot happened and there was a general atmosphere of chaos but the only really specific event I remember is two black cats fighting with each other and somehow my foot got stuck in the middle. It hurt pretty badly. I screamed and screamed but no one would help me get these cats off. (I really hope, for my roommate's sake that I didn't actually scream aloud. But I don't think so because it felt that suffocating dream scream where you can't make any noise.) Finally a dad-like figure, I don't know if he was mine or somebody else's, came and removed the ferocious fighting felines. My foot was fine. But then, one of the cats ate the other cat and got really huge. I kept saying how fat that cat was, but stayed a good distance away because he was still a really mean cat, and people were saying that my cat is fat too but I pointed out that cranky cannibal kitty was solid fat, and my cat is squishy. And not evil.
My favorite cat, Kitty and my favorite person who loves cats, Julia.
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