last night i dreamt:

i am at a halloween party with a random female friend of mine. we are dressed in togas or some type of bed sheet contraption. i quickly loose interest in the party and with the people attending it -- it seems my friend has wrapped her sheet in a much more alluring manner than i, for no one at this gathering seems to be able to see me at all.

i drift off into the side yard. i am dressed normally now, black head to toe, pants, shirt, jacket. random friends are here and there -- one walks up to me and tells me of her woe. she has lost her kitten.

i offer to help her find it and walk off into the suburban housing development full of moderately expensive houses with complex landscaping. it seems to be kitten season, for there are tiny herds running this way and that past my feet.

at random i grab one, a tiny little number, tan and white, with angora-ish fur. i look at its eyes, not blue nor mis-matched, but yellow -- so it must be a stray. i tuck the kitten away in my inner jacket pocket and continue on in the search. if i am not able to find that specific kitten, perhaps this one will do?...and i pat my pocket with a smile.

in the continuation of my search i climb over fenses, sneak through gates...crawl under shrubs. i simply cannot find the little beast -- i do however find two very peculiar cats.

the first one has one blue and one green eye, the green eye surrounded by what looks to be a black tictactoe board or number symbol. it is a white cat, but its back is criss-crossed with more tictactoe boards and alternating green and blue dots. how geometric!

the second cat has green eyes and is again white. its back looks exactly like a dark brown and green turtle shell, but the pattern is made out of fur. there is a similiar, but smaller version of this shell on her head and the tops of her feet.

these cats are pedigree and contained in this particular yard. i pick up each one to inspect their beautiful markings, then replace them on the flat, sweet grass. the owners see me touching their cats and trespassing, and call the police.

i notice the police car pull up, the two officers talking inside -- and i to a roll and jump over a tall rod-iron fence. glancing back at the car i am certain they have not seen me. i watch them approach the front door of the house and knock.

the door opens and i bolt across the street, behind the hedges, around the back of the house and away.

interesting!

you see how the crazy one-eyed freyja is creep creep creeping into my dreams.

bad kitty
*wink*