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witchscauldronI had a dream last night of climbing through dark, narrow labrythine tunnels, all squares stacked on one another, underneath a house. Very little light. A sense of water. At one point I stop, I look - there is a pile of buns in the corner below me as I prepare to descend the steel ladder down to the next level. I blink - that's very confusing imagery. And then suddenly something has launched itself at my head and is clinging to me - not painfully, tho. It's Meallá - affectionately known around the house as "Stupid Cat". I awake.
Upon awaking I see the cats have had an active night - perhaps a good night in cat-dragon relations? - and Meallá, who has a penchant for getting into tight spaces, and high places, has been up on some spots. In the kitchen there's a bun, on the counter - they were on the top shelf of the pantry. I put it in the fridge wondering why it's out. I go to the bathroom - looking down the stairs, I see my riding helmet is knocked off the high second shelf of the craft cubby. And then I see the strangest thing - another bun, shredded and battered by cats, in the basement. O_O
I dream of buns and basements, and the cat delivers. SO fucking weird.
-m.
Upon awaking I see the cats have had an active night - perhaps a good night in cat-dragon relations? - and Meallá, who has a penchant for getting into tight spaces, and high places, has been up on some spots. In the kitchen there's a bun, on the counter - they were on the top shelf of the pantry. I put it in the fridge wondering why it's out. I go to the bathroom - looking down the stairs, I see my riding helmet is knocked off the high second shelf of the craft cubby. And then I see the strangest thing - another bun, shredded and battered by cats, in the basement. O_O
I dream of buns and basements, and the cat delivers. SO fucking weird.
-m.
