Soldato
I don't usually remember my dreams, but last week I had one that really stood out. After being awoke at 4:30am by the new cat meowing outside the bedroom door, and finally getting back to some sort of fitful sleep, I had a dream as follows.
For some reason the cat was being pursued around the house by what I can only describe as a scaled down Royal White Tiger, about the size of a labrador say. At the same time I was in turn pursuing said "mini Tiger" in a effort to save the cat by clubbing it with a spade. However, as I'm whacking this tiger to no effect, it's shouting "Oi,oi,oi,oi" at me over it's shoulder as it's chasing the cat in something like Joe Pasquale's voice and telling me it's going to phone the RSPCA on me for animal cruelty.
I mean I don't remember taking the 'shrooms that night anyway.......
For some reason the cat was being pursued around the house by what I can only describe as a scaled down Royal White Tiger, about the size of a labrador say. At the same time I was in turn pursuing said "mini Tiger" in a effort to save the cat by clubbing it with a spade. However, as I'm whacking this tiger to no effect, it's shouting "Oi,oi,oi,oi" at me over it's shoulder as it's chasing the cat in something like Joe Pasquale's voice and telling me it's going to phone the RSPCA on me for animal cruelty.
I mean I don't remember taking the 'shrooms that night anyway.......