Man o man my poor cat. I woke up way late I didn’t fall asleep until 4am and disturbed his schedule. he is making the loudest weird vocalizing. Sounds like where am I? I had to practically stick his breakfast in his face. Now that he’s on my lap he’s better but he’s so old he needs his schedule.

I was dreaming I was at some hoity Tori party ordering haute couture dress. I was pinned into brown paper pattern and waiting my turn. It was 3-4 in the morning in my dream and everyone was tired. We had to move and moved to a where house at a dusty fair grounds. My dress was to be shiny pink! ( I don’t wear pink) they were telling me how good I looked in pink! I was thinking if I’m getting haute couture I want it in olive green but they talked me into the pink. I was standing with 4-5 other woman all pinned in the brown paper when a small dog began aggressively bitting this bigger pig on the neck. I walked over to do something but a man had picked up the pig dressed in in a red and white dress and his daughter was attending the bites. The dog was gone. Then I woke up. At 11am. Sooo late.