Pixie Tail

Oh I just saw a blog post about a dog chasing a mouse and it reminded me of my dream last night.

I was in a house, not mine, with the dogs. I think all six of our dogs were there. We were staying there temporarily but it wasn’t really vacation.

I was lying on this bed or recliner type thing, and saw a mouse on the upper walls, there was an area where a mouse could run. He ran by, and fell off, and got onto the floor and ran away. Well, Muffit saw this mouse and went after him. He ran through the kitchen, around the sink faucet, and then disappeared.

I thought the mouse was gone… but then Muffit brought me my treat bag container, it has a zipper and it’s square, and Muffit was all excited. Turns out, Muffit had trapped the mouse in the bag and then brought it to me! I didn’t know what to do with this mouse so I zipped up the container. Muffit seemed to want to chase it more but I didn’t want the poor mouse to get hurt.

So I put it outside in the back yard… along with another little baby mouse that had showed up. He was a slow baby mouse (though had all his fur). So I put them both outside and they were immediately pounced on by dogs that were outside!

I looked out back and there were about 18 big dogs out there of all shapes, mostly bigger dogs! I was so upset! Turns out that people figured out I did dog rescue and were dumping their unwanted dogs in my back yard. Ugh!

I do dog rescue in real life.. well, I used to. I’m stopping because I’m overwhelmed and our house is full. Anyway… this was an interesting dream. Not really bad. Not really good. Just interesting!

Last night I dreamed that I had a girlfriend… instead of a husband. It was fun, and interesting. I don’t remember much about it, but she was great and we were good friends, too. We wouldn’t need any baby cribs, though, unless we were to adopt!

I slept good last night, even though I don’t remember much more of my dream! Dangit! I thought I had more in my brain but now as I sit here I don’t think I remember much else.

Muffit, our new dog, has been sleeping right next to me, he is so very cute. I was all crooked when I woke up on the bed this morning. Head at one corner, feet opposite corner, and two collies and one border collie layed out with me. I do love sleeping with the dogs.

Last night my dreams were a bit odd… as per usual. I dreamed that I was in a house, a very beautiful house with lots of big windows and the scenery was gorgeous.

My ex husband was there, and so was my current husband. But not at the same time. There were three bedrooms. The master bedroom had two single beds, which I found odd and it seemed the prior owners didn’t want the main couple sleeping together. The second bedroom had a queen size bed and the third bedroom, that was all windows, had a couch that was a roll out bed. I remember explaining the bed arrangements to someone.

I was married to my first husband, then divorced him and married my current husband. Then I divorced my current husband and went back to my ex, and did this a couple more times until I finally settled on my current husband and was finally happy!

At one point my ex was doing backflips outside the windowed room on the railing… and when he got closer he was topless, and chubby, and had three boobs. Which I thought was a bit odd!

I didn’t dream about cars… just the house, so no need for online car insurance in my dream, but you just never know sometimes.

Fun dream. I woke with a good feeling, and that is the most important part.

Last night I dreamed a lot… though now I only remember a little bit. I remember I was in my Uncle’s basement, I was staying there for a while as I was looking to buy a house in California. He is in the Los Angeles area. I wanted to buy a house nearby him, with a two car garage. And I called my husband to ask what he thought of the house I was looking at, and he said he was fine with whatever I decided on.

I often dream of selling or buying a house. It’s an odd recurring theme. I do want a new house but I really don’t want to go through the process, and I don’t want to move. I’d rather fix up our current house, maybe using directbuy to do so. Though I can’t afford it right now.

I remember asking my relatives, who were there, if they thought I could buy a decent home in California for about $300,000… and they all said no.

I’m kinda embarrassed about last nights dream… was it racist? I don’t think so… but it was kinda odd. I don’t remember every dreaming of a person’s skin color before, but last night I did.

Not coming from a Branson condo… but maybe staying in one, I had a sister who was an African American. And she was adopted… and lived with us white folks. And she fit in well, but for some reason society convinced her that people with black skin were just not trustworthy, even though that is what she had.

So then I met another African American at school… I think it was at school, and befriended her. But my sister, having been programmed against her own skin color, didn’t like my new friend! But I liked them both and wanted them to get along.

It was weird… personally I think all people are created equal despite skin color.

Maybe I should send off party invitations for my dreams, since they are so weird. I could make movies out of them and sell tickets!

Last night I dreamed that I was amidst a war… there were humans and there were other beings, too. They were mostly like humans big bigger, stronger and tougher. With leathery skin that almost seemed reptilian. And most of them were evil, but not all.

So I was on this land with two men, one human and one from this other race. And they were both on my side, and we had to fight to survive. And they were able to fight and practically wipe out most of the others who were trying to kill us. I remember watching as their swords flew and they killed thousands of people at once… and they were just about the only two left standing. And then the landscape changed, as the bad guys socked us into a very small portion of land. Separated by water from the mainland.. it was like an island, but it seemed to be in a huge building.

So we were stuck on this island and it had little resources and we didn’t know how to get off…

This dream, amazingly enough, I still remember from a couple of nights ago. My weekend was not very relaxing so I haven’t had much time to write this one down.

I was in line, we all were.. in our cars, waiting to get into this shooting range for bows. I was with my old friend Don from years ago… I need to call him to see what he’s up to. It was good to see him again, if only in a dream.

We were frustrated because they wouldn’t let us in to use our bows. Then I remembered that I’d forgotten mine at home and I had to run back and get it. I still have it, it’s a compact bow and it’s in my closet in the basement. I had fun with it when I was younger. Haven’t used it in years.

Then after (I don’t think we ever go to use our bows) we went to an old restaurant he liked. I don’t remember the name but it probably was a franchise. And I liked it too, it was Italian and I like Italian!

Okay my dream from last night is fading fast so let’s see what I can get down.

What I remember most is having a book.. I was in some alternate reality or something but pretty much like ours. Though we were trying to escape because it wasn’t too pleasant, and so me and a man and a woman tried to take off in some sort of flying machine, like a motorcycle but with a force field around it, to get back to Earth and to safety.

I think there were more people but only the three of us made it back. We were sad that the others didn’t make it back with us, but they could still get through somehow.

Then the dream changed so that I wasn’t part of the dream, it was a book instead and I was reading it. I had read it years ago, actually, and had just gotten the second book in the series and was talking to the man about it. And we both liked it so I was going to finish reading the second book then loan it to him.

There was no need for drug rehabs in the dream, but it was kinda a strange dream anyway.

I was out of town last weekend and so didn’t have much time to post my dreams. I did, however, dream, though I only remember two. One of them i am not going to post about because it was sexually oriented and much, much too weird! Nope, don’t even ask me about it! LOL.

Anyway the elevator dream I do remember. There were no fiberglass columns in the elevators that i can remember, but there were two different types of elevators.

The first ones were very small, and I could hardly fit in with my friends. Though we did end up fitting in, and then we could hardly get out! But we did manage to get out too.

Then there was another dream where the elevators were moving so fast I could hardly get on or off, because they were just moving too fast. And then if the doors opened at the wrong time you could look all the way down the shaft and that was just scary.

Interesting!

I just remembered my dreams from last night. Though only portions. The first part of the night I kept hoping I would fall asleep since I’m not taking Trazodone anymore… and I realized, when the dogs woke me up to go out, that I was sleeping while thinking that. Very odd.

I was also in my ex’s sister’s old house. Well, they never owned a house like this. Similar, but the one in my dream was really big. Lots of old furniture around and old clothes, including a corset on a mannequin. I kept getting lost and I was looking for the ex in this house… the attic was full of boxes. But the attic was open so if you looked up, about 4 or so stories up in to the attic, you could see the boxes up there balancing. But they were secure.

Next dream was about Battlestar Galactica, the old one, the good one. Starbuck looked very young despite being about 60. We got separated somehow and I was looking for him, too. But now I don’t remember much more of that dream. Maybe more will come back to me. I was dreaming about that just before I woke up. Hrmph!