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.

Powerful winds had kicked up. As I left my doctor's office - a large old industrial facility remodeled with expensive 20s era furniture into office & professional space - I wasn't aware of how bad the situation was. I crossed the country highway & was walking down a rural road between fallow fields when I noticed people & things flying through the air. The people were helpless & pleading. It was all I could do to hold myself down as I clung to whatever. I looked back at the building I had left & couldn't figure out how to get back inside.

The sun had gone down but the night sky was bright as beyond the highway & over the hill, twin rocket blasts shot up into the air hundreds of feet high. It looked like maybe a giant rocket ship had crashed into the ground. It made no noise. Suddenly, a white gaseous flash appeared above the ends of the flames. It quickly dissipated but then another, larger, brighter one appeared & the light from this one seemed to engulf us - everything.

I sold my house & went on vacation. Before I left, however, I got a small apartment in a building in my old neighborhood. I knew the landlady from when I lived there before. On the trip I visited Pete. He had taken to inventing appliance/toys. He had a bright red lawnmower that ws about the size of a scrub brush. It zipped along pretty quick but it only cut about 4-5" Anyway, while visiting there I bought a Delorean. It was cool & fun til it broke & I couldn't get it fixed. I cut the vacation short & went home. Somehow I met up with Joy & we were walking through OTR to my house. She scrambled up a hillside covered with debris. Probably a demolished house. I yelled up at her that I couldn't climb the debris because I had no shoes. (why am I constantly shoeless in my dreams?) Then I remembered the place we were going to wasn't where I lived anymore. I yelled up to Joy, "HEY, I forgot where I lived. I'll just walk from here" I guess she agreed. I was really amazed at hr swiftness & gility. A regular Lara Croft. So I got to my apartment, talked to the landlady & went back to my bedroom to lie down. I noticed that a door was a little askew & when I opened it, realized it opened to the outside. But the latch was broken & now that I had opened it - I couldn't close it. I went and talked to the landlady about it & she said it was ok. I told her it was not. She said she would do something about it & I realized I needed a new apartment & wished I hadn't sold my house & squandered the money on an old sports car. BAH

I was living on a house on a corner, very near the street but a good ways up, maybe 20 feet, from the road. There were people working on the road & they mocked me as I entered my house. on a brighter note, however, I also found myself sitting on a couch in some kind of cafe/bar with a drunk, naked Jennifer Lopez falling into my lap laughing. Mock me all you want road crew.....