Ok...I need some feedback. Seriously. Because this is driving me mad. I know it means SOMETHING because my subconscious is serving it up to me almost nightly. So, I am going to throw it on the blog table and see what my intrepid blog buddies come up with.
I have had several very vivid dreams almost nightly. And I am not one to remember dreams. Often, in the middle of the night when I get up for my nightly visit to the bathroom and check up on Liv, I will catch a wisp of a dream in my head just as it's flying away. I almost never remember anything the next day and it is really rare for me to remember a dream in totality.
Last week, I had my first vivid dream about an orange marmalade tabby cat. It was a large short haired cat. A female. I just seemed to know this in my dream....I also knew her name was Lady.
Now, I would never name a cat Lady. It's too...frou frou. I don't name cats Emma or Savannah or Penelope. I name them Ernest or Miss Tease or George. But...Lady? Nope. I would never pick that name. But, that is her name in my dreams.
In the first dream, I was in my current home but Liv was just a toddler. Whenever I do dream of Liv, she's almost ALWAYS a toddler, perhaps because my life was so vivid when she was that age and I was always dead tired, bone aching tired.
So, Liv the toddler and I were in my kitchen and baking something, not sure what. But this cat, Lady...was driving me nuts. She kept mewling to go outside and I knew that this was a bad idea as she is a house cat. And it was raining buckets outside. I decided to just let her out, figured that she could always slip under the outside stairs to stay dry.
Not sure what happened then, some stuff...but it is murky. The dream turned vivid again as I noticed Lady lying in the driveway. One of her arms was positioned in a sickening angle over her head and I realized that she had been hurt. I felt terrible, responsible. I should have never let this happen. I started to head out the door but then I saw an old neighbor of mine, Sven. He moved away several years ago to go to college on the west coast. He ran into some trouble and has never come back. We miss him terribly. In my dream, he was coming up the back steps holding Lady. He held the cat out to me and asked if I could fix her, that she seemed to be badly hurt.
End of dream. But,I woke up crying. Literally. Crying. I'm not sure if it was because I miss Sven so much and worry over what has happened to him or if it was that poor cat.
The next night, I had this odd dream that Lady was starring in a local high school play. She had a role as a talking cat and I was pretty impressed. She and I were sitting in my living room and I was talking to her. She didn't talk back (guess I'm not totally nutso yet) but she was listening and looking at me so seriously, as if listening. I was telling her that Bing hadn't gotten any grants or offers to travel this year, so would be staying home all summer long teaching a summer course at a local university (true) and that Liv would be home as well since her father is working in a dangerous area of the country and can't have Liv visit. So..we will all be home together all summer, something that hasn't happened in a few years. I didn't know how I felt about this. I was telling the cat that I had planned to have an affair over the summer (huh?) and now, well..I certainly could not.
That dream ended. And seriously, folks...I have NO plans to cheat on my spouse. Ever.
Well, I was kind of freaked out by these dreams, so I asked Bing if we could visit the Humane Society on Sunday to look for Lady. It says a LOT about Bing that she was good with it, even encouraged us to look for this cat. She is allergic to cats and so is Liv. I honestly have no idea what we would have done if we found Lady. But, of course, we didn't find her. We saw lots and lots of orange tabby cats but they were all males.
Then last night, I had another dream of Lady. This time she looked different. She was no longer a short haired cat but a long haired one,but still an orange marmalade cat. I knew it was Lady. She was hurt in some way, but I don't know how, I just seemed to know this. Worse...I knew that it was Bing who injured her. It had been an accident, but I was really, really ticked off that Bing wasn't more apologetic about it. I was sitting on the sofa in my living room, an old black sofa that I had in my first home. I got rid of it years ago. But, that is what I was sitting on. I was with my Da, who has been dead for over 40 years. He and I were petting the cat and she was sooooo happy, arching her back and purring loudly. He was scratching her ears and telling me exactly how to do it properly so she would enjoy it the most. Da looked up at me and said, "Maria, you know you have to find this cat. It won't be easy, but it must be done." I agreed, sighing. I was embarrassed in my dream because although he didn't say anything, I felt like he knew that Bing had been the one who hurt her. I didn't want to talk about this with my Da, felt as if I were being disrespectful to Bing. Like...betraying her. So, I didn't say anything. I just kept petting her.
And then I woke up. Of course, I nudged Bing and when she woke up, I told her the dream. Her first words were: "God, honey...it was a DREAM. PLEASE don't make me sleep in the guest room because you are mad about something I did in a dream!"
I told her not to be silly. She kissed me, solemnly apologized for hurting a cat in my dream and fell back asleep.
But, you know...I felt PISSED off at her. Like...HOW COULD YOU HURT LADY?
Silly ,I know. I even felt annoyed at her when I woke up this morning.
So...obviously...something sort of big is going on here and I'm not catching on since my subconscious feels the need to keep repeating the cat theme.
Any ideas, Sherlocks?
Because I already know how smart y'all are.
I did look it up in my dream dictionary and it said something about a cat representing female prowess, etc. I just don't think this applies.
Anyone want to knock me over with a brilliant idea?
And you know...sometimes it takes fresh eyes to see something that everyone else misses.
So..your mission, should you decide to accept it is...
Interpret that dream!
May the force be with you, and the odds be ever in your favor and um...just...