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Had a dream last night.
Someone was knocking at my door for a long time. Went to answer it. There was a Hispanic girl about my age with a backpack.
She said she heard i was moving away, and she wanted to give me a going away present.
Dream Me had no idea who the hell she was, but Real Me did. Her name is Anna, and she adopted B.
She gave me the backpack and left.
I didn't need to look inside to know the cat was in there. But i remember wondering in the dream why she put him in a backpack when she had a perfectly good carrier.
Anyway, she ended up coming back. She changed her mind, and claimed i didn't deserve him because when i gave him up, i didn't say goodbye. Just put him in the crate at Petsmart, and turned away.
Then we couldn't find him.
I must have psychological issues if after over a year, i still dream about the damned feline.
Also. It's Thursday.
Someone was knocking at my door for a long time. Went to answer it. There was a Hispanic girl about my age with a backpack.
She said she heard i was moving away, and she wanted to give me a going away present.
Dream Me had no idea who the hell she was, but Real Me did. Her name is Anna, and she adopted B.
She gave me the backpack and left.
I didn't need to look inside to know the cat was in there. But i remember wondering in the dream why she put him in a backpack when she had a perfectly good carrier.
Anyway, she ended up coming back. She changed her mind, and claimed i didn't deserve him because when i gave him up, i didn't say goodbye. Just put him in the crate at Petsmart, and turned away.
Then we couldn't find him.
I must have psychological issues if after over a year, i still dream about the damned feline.
Also. It's Thursday.