Dreams: By Tag: Cat

Tuesday, July 20, 2010: Harrassed by Cat

He walked around a friend's apartment. Other friends were there, too. The friend's cat harassed him and his friends, biting and clawing them.

Sunday, May 23, 2010: Summoner

After stepping through the doorway, he hovered in place, within a glowing lavender expanse. He drew from himself an artifact, a round stone wider than his outstretched arms. The round stone had interlocking parts, like gears, like a puzzle.

Though he drew forth the stone from himself, the stone contested his will. By force, he overcame this opposition, and the stone opened. A glowing green-yellow light shone from within the stone, like an arcane forge. He gestured towards to opening, and from it came a black cat. The black cat leaped onto his hand, then to his shoulder.

He closed the opening in the stone, drew the stone back into himself, and stepped back into the mundane world. The cat was for somebody else.

Thursday, April 08, 2010: Black and White Cat

He found himself in an apartment that was not his own. There were many other people in the apartment. He moved from the kitchen into the living room.

A black and white cat began harassing him: scratching him, biting him, trying to climb up his clothes.

He asked the cat, "Are you hungry?" and tried to bring the cat over to his food dish in the kitchen. But instead, the cat continued to harass him.

His dog appeared, and the cat began to harass both of them. He tried to keep the cat and dog separated.

For a brief moment, the cat turned into a middle-aged Hispanic woman. She spoke in English on a cell phone. Then she turned back into a cat and resumed harassing them.

Finally, he picked up his dog and escaped outside.

His wife was there.

They sat together under a gazebo. Suddenly, black and white birds flew down, then black and white cats with wings flew down; then rabbits and other small animals with wings flew down.

"Look at them!" he laughed.

Saturday, January 26, 2008: White great cat again

I was in the backyard of my childhood home, walking my dog. A white great cat came up behind us. I picked up my dog, to protect him from the cat. I did not feel afraid, more than I felt that it was a really big nuisance.

Friday, January 25, 2008: Basement apartment, great white cat, man who was a dragon

My wife and I were sleeping in a basement apartment. A friend of our son came knocking at the window, to invite him to play basketball. I said through the window that he was not up yet.

We got out of bed and walked outside. There was a long row of garage doors for parking cars and tenant storage. I spotted a very large white feline. It was trying to get back into a pet carrier that the animal outgrew. A woman came over to the cat and was walking it like a pet. But it was obviously an albino great cat and not a house cat. This made us worry.

We turned around and there was an airplane terminal, letting passengers off.

In a different dream, I found myself in an expansive gray room, filled with strange metal furniture. A man who was a dragon slowly pursued me around the room. Sometimes, I would distract him by drawing his attention to a particularly fine piece of furniture. I cast spells at him and kept my distance until at last, right before he was upon me, he fell and vanished.

Thursday, August 16, 2007: Levitation

I sat in the lotus position as I floated two feet above the sidewalk. It was a beautiful, clear day. Two fat ladies chatted on my left and my right as I glided slowly towards my house. Suddenly, a black cat crossed my path. I ‘clothes-lined’ the cat with my forearm, pushing it out of my way.

Sunday, August 05, 2007: Downhill Race

I was outside my house, walking my silky terrier. The sky was overcast, and there were piles of brown leaves on the ground. The fence surrounding my house was rusted and broken; one section was closed off with a propped-up wooden fence. I chased my dog around the back of the house, and the properties of my neighbors had changed. There was a lot of grass, trees, and shrubs; also, an entire apartment had vanished. An old friend of mine, Stewart, was sitting on the grass, petting a cat. In another yard, a young brunette woman in a black dress was speaking to a person I could not see.

I started walking down my street. I found myself moving down the city streets on foot, other times by bus, sometimes with wuxia-style leaps through the air, and once, through a pizza parlor, but always downhill, faster and faster.

As I picked up speed, I also acquired followers. My sister, my mother, my aunts, my grandmother, eventually bystanders. We were speeding towards White City, a shopping center across a bridge. At the height of speed, I grabbed onto the hips of a roller-blading young blonde woman in a white bikini and zoomed off.

Sunday, July 15, 2007: Seven More Dreams

I was walking up Dell Ave. At the corner of Dell Ave and Robin Road, where a house had been, there was construction going on: digging, pouring concrete, etc.

I had a dream that I was watching a Star Trek combat simulator video game.

I had a dream of a cat-girl playing with kittens.

I had a dream that Mr and Mrs Claus were selling igloos at the mall.

I had a dream that I was in a brightly lit candy store. I took a bag of assorted confections from a shelf.

In the last dream I had, I put my hand in a spider web. I pulled my hand away, and as I woke, I realized I had moved my hand in my sleep.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007: Tornadoes and Kittens

I was walking up my street in the morning. As I looked around, in every direction I turned, I saw tornadoes in the distance.

In another dream, I was herding kittens, one by one, into the living room of an unfamiliar house at night. When I estimated that we had a sufficient number of kittens, I asked, “OK, now, which ones are the eatin’ kittens?”

Saturday, December 02, 2006: White Room of Cats, Apartment

I was living in a large house. I explored the basement. I found some strangely shaped heat radiators. After that, I found a golden curtained glass wall. I opened the curtain. Beyond the curtain was a white room. I marvelled that I found a white room here. As I peered into the room, I saw that there was a glass wall on the other side, and a door that opened to a lawn. At least a dozen cats came into the room. I thought to myself, “How am I going to get rid of all of these cats?”

I had a dream that I was in a bookstore with some friends: Bob, William, and William's father.

I had a dream that I was moving very quickly along a road, with a view of grass, trees, streams, and ponds.

Finally, I had a dream that my family was living in a third floor apartment. We found that the second floor apartment was unoccupied, so we explored it. The walls were covered with brown paper. The walls themselves, in some places, were very soft, as if they had nothing beneath them but insulation material. In the kitchen were large heating vents.

We went to a bank to take out a mortgage. The bank agent was a middle-age woman with brown hair and glasses. As we were talking to her, I wondered why we were taking out a mortgage on an apartment.

Tuesday, April 19, 2005: Church, Big Cats, Bus and Champagne

My wife, my children and I were at a church function. The church members were proselytizing very aggressively. I responded in kind by adamantly refusing and refuting their doctrine.

Later, we found ourselves in a house. We were being entertained by an eccentric man, perhaps a rock star. He had two pet lions. One lion was trying to eat the other, which agitated our host.

Finally, we were waiting on Hamilton Street for a bus traveling downtown. The bus stopped, and we boarded it. The driver was an Asian woman. She appeared to be upset. She explained that this was a special celebration bus with champagne on it, but nobody was drinking it. In fact, there was nobody else on the bus but us. As we walked towards the back of the bus, past rows of hospital beds, we sat down, opened the crates, and drank some champagne.

Monday, April 18, 2005: Church Service, Attacked by a Cat

I found myself at a church service with my wife and children, one that I did not wish to attend. The church service was put on by the same congregation that we had left several years ago. I saw a lot of familiar faces, some I had hoped that I would never see again.

In another dream, a black cat latched onto my arm with its claws and was biting and hissing at me. I peeled him off my arm, and he latched himself onto my leg instead.

Tuesday, August 03, 2004: Apartments

I was standing across the street from a pair of three-story apartments, sitting on an open plain. The apartments had flat roofs and were constructed, if you had a bird’s-eye view, to resemble the letter W. The house on the left was yellow; the house on the right was white. By way of color, position, and height, the apartment on the right resembled my childhood home on Dartmouth Street, and the apartment on the left resembled... the apartment to the left of my childhood home. Because the apartments were on an open plain, I felt nervous about approaching tornados, though there wasn't a cloud in sight.

A woman was selling the yellow house. It seems I had already bought the white house. “If I had the money,” I thought, “I would buy both houses.”

As I examined the house, I discovered that the basement ceiling was very low, and I was able to move the floorboards overhead. The upper interior of the house had a wide open space with heavy, movable wrought-iron stairs, platforms, and even stranger structures, one of which I think was a folding cube.

My father, brother, uncles, and my father’s (now deceased) dog were in the house. As Bandit, my father’s dead dog approached me, I felt apprehensive, because I knew that, in real life, the dog was dead.

In another dream I had, I was in a hotel bed. I had a cold. My nose was very runny. I blew my nose frequently and put the tissues on the floor next to the bed. Steve (Jack Davenport) and Susan (Sarah Alexander) from the BBC TV show Coupling were in the bed next to me, arguing.

I had a dream that I was living in a first-floor studio of an apartment complex. A young black man outside my window was complaining about how loud my music was.

I had a dream that I was reading RPG review online, something that I was doing frequently last night.

Finally, in the last dream I remember, I was talking to a small latino boy and his family. He had a black pet that could talk, though I can’t remember if it was a cat or a dog.