The key feature of the dream i remember is seeing my old cat-friend Snowball! He looked good! The dream seemed to revolve around him but there wasn’t a “story” to it as far as i can remember. When i petted him, he was so white and fluffy like when he was young. I remember in some part of the dream telling somebody that Snowball is only two or three years younger than i am and i’d never heard of a cat living to be 50 (so the dream is in real time – not flashback time, which is interesting). I was recalling how i was only a toddler when my parents took Audree and me to the cat lady’s house to pick out a cat. Snowball was one of many cats inside a large (room-sized) cage with chicken wiring. There was a monkey in the cage with all the cats. This is a real memory. I was three years old at the most. Probably two, which would have made Audree six. Snowball was “her” cat, although he was part of the family all of my growing up.
One setting was my neighborhood in Manassas. Trails End Road.
Angie was in the dream, and her step-dad. Those are the only people i remember
being in the dream. Oh yeah. Audree and Lois.
The Angie scene. I’m at a house (not the Trails End house
though) with Audree and Lois and Snowball. We’re getting ready to get in our
car and go somewhere. Just as we’re getting ready to pile in, Angie pulls into
the driveway in a big SUV. She gets out of the car and has a great big dog that
looks like a Huskey or a Malamute with her. I’m annoyed because i wasn’t
expecting her, she wasn’t invited AND she should not have brought a dog without
asking first. I fear that the dog may hurt Snowball and tell her to get the dog
back in the SUV. Snowball (who never was afraid of dogs) and the dog seem to get
along fine though so it turned out to be no big deal.
Why Angie’s step-dad? Odd. Ben always scared the shit outta me. Big brute
of a man. He was living in the house (next door to mine) all by himself. The
house was empty except for him sitting on a couch in the front room. No carpet and the wood floor made the house
sound even emptier. He and i walked out into his front yard and out to Trails
End. He was talking about cutting down the tree in the front yard and i noted
that if he cut that tree down he wouldn’t have ANY trees in the front yard and
wondered if that’s what he really wanted. When we returned to his house i saw
that one of the bushes along the front of the house had been removed. It looked
odd – like a missing tooth. But i saw how the sunlight could now shine in the
window that had been blocked by the bush and the rays of sunlight could shine
on the couch. I understood that he removed it so he could see out of the window
when he sat on the couch and had the added benefit of being in the light.
Snowball kept going across the street and i was worried
about him. At some level though, i knew i was dreaming and that he was dead and
i think that’s why i was so worried, because i was afraid the dream would be
over and i wouldn’t see him anymore.
I’ve had lots of dreams since i last documented any but
this one was special. I don’t recall ever dreaming about Snowball before.
:o) My first kitty. He was a
head-bumper. He lived to be twenty and died in his sleep in a sunny spot
outside the house when it was still at Castlemill. Gosh. How long ago has that
been now? Twenty five years? He was a a beautiful Angora with long, silky hair
and big yellow eyes. I wonder if the dream was prompted by my concern about how
old the sabre-tooth is getting. He’s almost 17. Pookie is 18. My parents are
80. We’re all getting ancient. Death is within arms’ reach for us all i guess.
One dream i had several weeks ago and should have
documented had me cutting off my own feet and sewing them back on, on the
instruction of some doctor. That was kind of gruesome. But i did as instructed
and seemed to have no trouble walking after i’d done so. I’ve had many weird
ass dreams like that that didn’t’ seem worth writing about.
*These pictures are of random Turkish Angoras, not pictures of Snowball. But he looked just like these!

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