Yay! I remember a dream I can share here now.
(I've long had thoughts of starting such a thread myself but am too chicken.)
Last night I had a big long dream involving the feral kittens and a stray male cat that live nearby. It was convoluted. In the dream I had two dwarf hamsters (one newer than the other) that I had not cared for in ages (recurring theme) and so had to find places to put them until I could clean their cages. The cages were of course filthy, needed fresh food and water, and one was too small. I tried putting the hamsters together for a moment but of course they fought.
Then there were slews and slews of cats and kittens on our porch and they were all varying sizes, some as tiny as lima beans. I was kind of trying to scoop them all up and bring them all inside or put them outside, but I couldn't keep track of them all. They were all friendly. So many kittens it was overwhelming.
A male feral cat who wanders our neighborhood IRL, who we call the Man W***e because at first we thought he was a female cat in heat because he's so loud and friendly, showed up, but his facial features had radically changed and his face was becoming stockier and uglier like a panther and not a housecat. I remembered that un-neutered (sic?) male cats would start to develop in a way like this that they'd become big and ugly whereas neutered cats would remain small and housecatlike. In the dream I'd remembered seeing some documentary or something about male lions and those that had been fixed didn't grow manes and whatnot whereas those that hadn't been fixed did grow manes. Well, the Man W***e hadn't been fixed, I assumed, so here he was getting bigger and uglier but he was still friendly.
Then I saw only the two black feral kittens that live in our garage (in reality) outside on the porch and let them in since it was just those two and I could handle them. I went into my bedroom and there was a pile of clothes on the floor; one kitten was asleep atop that and the other was sprawled across my bed. I called to my mother, "Come here and look, those kittens are zonked out in my room already!" I was amazed how quickly they'd made themselves at home.
And I woke up.
If I don't reply to you, it's NOTHING PERSONAL. It's my ANXIETY.
(Devetko's boyfriend Stan Brooks & Det. Reichert are horsing around.)
Det. Kristeva: "If it were legal you'd marry me, right?"
Det. Devetko: "Definitely."
(It's legal now!! But Kristeva's already married. ;_; )
"No canoes...no maple sugar...this place is horribly uncivilized."--Manabozho, Escape From Manitou Island