After all the cats were born, I wondered what I should do with ball kitten. I looked at it and it winked at me with its good eye. I thought "crap, its alive. Now what do I do?" and my husband told me we need to quickly and painlessly put it out of its misery. I agreed, because I knew it wouldnt survive. I just didnt want to be the one to "put it outs of its misery". Just as I was about to pick it up, it unfolded, revealing a body and legs! It was sort of like a Popple I guess. I drew pictures in Paintbrush so you can see:
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| Looking at it now, it sort of looks like a tadpole. |
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In my dream I listed them on craigslist. In the ad I wrote "Special needs kittens need homes". Haha, I woke up right after that. I wonder how this dream would have played out... I'm glad that I'll never know because I woke up feeling stressed about it!
I should blog about my dreams more. Theyre always weird. I'm only blogging about this one because I'm bored enough to do so.
Also, falling asleep while watching Andy Parker Private Investigator will result in odd dreams. I did that during a nap yesterday... Funny show though :)



