Had 2 bad dreams last night

Only 2, because I didn’t get much sleep; my back was hurting.

In one, John and I were on a romantic getaway in a cabana somewhere, for Valentine’s Day. The only problem was, we couldn’t get a moment of privacy to “be” together. And I was uncertain why all these folks thought it would be ok to walk in on us. I had thought we rented the cabana alone, but was no longer sure. And if it was a group rental, then I’d be happy to share, but I needed to know, see?

And then arrived with a necklace made of coins that John was going to give me. John was supposed to have made the necklace or something, but since I knew about it already and knew he hadn’t given it to me, I was even more upset.

The second dream took place more or less at my old house in Evanston, but with a cast of characters from CA. Something had happened, and electricity was spotty, and, well, law and order were falling by the wayside. John, Brian, and I were banding together in the time of darkness, but we needed to gather a few things. At one point early in the emergency, I was going somewhere with Allegro in my arms and someone behind me got shot. The bullet also hit my cat, and i was very worried when we went to the house in Evanston because he’d been there overnight with no medical attention.

I found the cat upstairs (still hurt; blood in his fur) but his soft carrier was in three parts all over the house (the carrier only has 3 parts, and there’s a reason in real life that I don’t take it apart very often). I got really mad at John for losing one of the parts.

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When I woke up this morning, I was crying. One of these dreams made me cry– can you tell which one?

A personal first

Wow. I’ve never been called that before!

Pathetic

What’s more pathetic than a scrawny greyhound?

A scrawny greyhound in a cast.

Pictures tomorrow– I left the camera at work. :P