I was in a mansion or palace that was under siege & somebody inside was killing cats. About this time I was awakened by my cat as she jumped on the bed & crawled across me, claws digging in as usual. She snuggled up by my head which was kinda unusual. As I pet her I realized I couldn't remember the last time I had fed her. I wondered if it was even a cat. I picked her up & pulled her into view & it indeed was my cat who had been dead over 20 years. She snuggled up to my head again. I pet her & she purred.
It was a nice visit.

Trying to get somewhere..... McMicken avenue was a cliffside rail line & the hill from the Mill Creek to Clifton was a mountain. The train was having a problem with pumpkins in the road. Finally made it to a concert but I could not figure out how to read my ticket & relate it to the numbered seating at the facility.

I was in my parents old kitchen when I heard cat fight noises that were a bit scary. I went to the basement door & found my cat with a strange grey cat locked in battle except their heads were floating at about my shoulder height. They were attached to their bodies by something that looked like black string. My cat was looking pretty terrified. I didn't know what to do but push their heads down & onto their bodies. The cats broke up & the grey one said something. I quickly ascertained that the cat was a demon or possessed and I remembered a spell from something. I basically said, "Begone, begone blah blah (something that probably rhymed with begone)". The grey cat skulked away.