Two nights in a row. Whacky dreams on both! And both about cats!

Pregnancy is making me nuts I think, and Indian food is fueling the nuttiness! Last night I dreamed of my cat Zoiky. She was one of the ten I had years ago. She was the cutest little calico, and I found her when she was barely a month old on a street in Jersey City. I was walking home when I saw something move toward me, making the strangest sound. I thought it was a mouse. But of course, I got on hands and knees to see if it was a creature in distress, and discovered this really odd looking kitten. I couldn't find her mother anywhere, and it was cold. I brought her home and my German roommate said "oh my Gott". I asked her how to say "Baby Spots" in German, and she told me. I polluted it into Zoikling Flecken and shortened it to Zoiky! She was with me for a very long time. She was odd and shy, and easily intimidated. She thought of me as her birth mother and loved me like crazy.

In my dream, I couldn't find her anywhere. I looked and looked, but there was no Zoiky. When I woke up, I couldn't remember what had happened with Zoiky. I thought I'd given her to a friend, but I just had this enormous mental block. I'm not the type to forget what I'd done with a creature who I thought of as my baby. It was awful! Just when I was about to call my sister to see if I'd gone senile and ask who had Zoiky, I remembered. She was around 8 and a half years old, and she began to have problems chewing and eating. I brought her right to the vet and we discovered that she had cancer in her jaw. It was in a very bad location and there was no way to remove the tumor without doing irrepairable harm to her. You could see her getting worse as the hours went by, so within a day or two, I brought her to be put to sleep. It was awful. I cannot believe I forgot this happened. Poor baby girl. I still miss her, and that was around 12 years ago. 4 of my 10 passed away - Bubbah and Fairfield, my two gorgeous deaf white cats. They were mother and son. She was 22 and he was 20 when they passed within 6 months of each other. Tyler Anne was only 6 and a half. She had kidney disease. And then it was Zoiky. I found homes for five of my other cats when my asthma kicked my ass. Hardest thing I'd ever done. I held onto Bill and he's still with me, thank god!

Before the crazy dream nights, my husband and I watched a Jim Gaffigan DVD - Beyond The Pale. We thought it was hilarious. He does this whole thing about Hot Pockets. We couldn't stop laughing. Then we saw "I Love Your Work" with Giavanni Ribisi. Interesting, but really weird! Finally, I saw "They Dying Gaul" today. Creepy, I tell ya!

I'll be back with more. Can't focus today!