I just remembered that I had a dream last night. I don't know if I was in a helicopter or looking at aerial footage, but I was scanning over a super dense urban area and there was some talk track about apartments. The apartment part was probably from looking at some urban planning graphics yesterday. It all looked like some of those old European cities where everything is just built on top of everything else.
Then I was in one of these sprawls. I went into a building and there was a young guy standing near a sink who said "just kick the crate to get it out". Then I was back outside near an old Blazer looking truck and another person was kicking an animal crate in it and a cat got out. I think it was pretty sickly looking at this point. I took the cat and went back towards the apartments. A Young girl opened a door and the cat ran in, but then something happened and I had the cat again.
The cat and I then went into another apartment that I guess was mine. I wanted to give it a bath. At this point the cat wasn't as sickly and it's fur was black and grey brindle-y. The apartment was pretty sqallor-y. There was what I thought was a place for food, but it turned into a giant overflowing pile of dirty litter. The cat got loose and ran into a bathroom, where it ran at Hank, one of our cats. At this point I noticed that the cat was huge. Hank is a pretty big Maine Coon and he was small in comparison to this cat. Then there was another overflowing pile of litter and the cat ran to it and started voraciously eating out of it. I grabbed him and pulled him away and that's where I woke up.
I think a lot of this has to do with our cat Howard barfing lately. Two times in the past week he has puked a massive amount of liquid. The most recent was last night and I spent about a half hour cleaning it up. I'm not sure whats up with him, but he seems alright otherwise so far.
Then I was in one of these sprawls. I went into a building and there was a young guy standing near a sink who said "just kick the crate to get it out". Then I was back outside near an old Blazer looking truck and another person was kicking an animal crate in it and a cat got out. I think it was pretty sickly looking at this point. I took the cat and went back towards the apartments. A Young girl opened a door and the cat ran in, but then something happened and I had the cat again.
The cat and I then went into another apartment that I guess was mine. I wanted to give it a bath. At this point the cat wasn't as sickly and it's fur was black and grey brindle-y. The apartment was pretty sqallor-y. There was what I thought was a place for food, but it turned into a giant overflowing pile of dirty litter. The cat got loose and ran into a bathroom, where it ran at Hank, one of our cats. At this point I noticed that the cat was huge. Hank is a pretty big Maine Coon and he was small in comparison to this cat. Then there was another overflowing pile of litter and the cat ran to it and started voraciously eating out of it. I grabbed him and pulled him away and that's where I woke up.
I think a lot of this has to do with our cat Howard barfing lately. Two times in the past week he has puked a massive amount of liquid. The most recent was last night and I spent about a half hour cleaning it up. I'm not sure whats up with him, but he seems alright otherwise so far.