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hummingwolf) wrote2004-06-22 07:10 am
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Dreams last night were filled with animals, which wouldn't have been a bad thing if one hadn't been a cute kitten which, thanks to the wonders of time travel, ended up dying twice. At least I was aware enough to provide the poor guy with some comfort the second time. There was also a large cat who I'd thought was a bobcat at first, though as it turns out it probably was a she and not named "Bob" at all. That cat seemed rather to want to kill me--it said something in plain English about chasing me as soon as it got rid of the overly friendly pig it was holding who seemed to think that being caught in the grip of one of Earth's most efficiently-designed predators was a great thing and all it wanted to do was turn around and give the big cat a big hug.
Yes, last night's dreams mostly could have been taken from the dangerous middle parts of Disney movies where you're still sort of wondering how they'll reach the delightful comic wrap-up at the end. I still wish the kitten hadn't had to die.
Yes, last night's dreams mostly could have been taken from the dangerous middle parts of Disney movies where you're still sort of wondering how they'll reach the delightful comic wrap-up at the end. I still wish the kitten hadn't had to die.

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I've had that kind of dream sometimes, though I actually sometimes have newly-adopted children who do the dying then, (or maybe I'm a different person in the dream, a woman who already has kids).
This particular kitten's death wasn't my fault--after the first time it died, I learned that he had some congenital defect and couldn't have lived very long at all no matter what anyone did for him. When I went back in time, my only responsibility was to let him know I was there and give him as much comfort as I could.
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and, at least for me, changeable. If I actually had responsibility for a kitten, kittens would probably play a very different role in my dreams.
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