Today was my birthday. It was a fairly quiet birthday. Neil left for Oregon at 4:15am this morning so I was by myself all day. Good thing I like my own company! I slept until 10 and then had a very lazy morning...until Penny started pooping, peeing and barfing her insides out to the accompaniment of loud, painful yowling. She must have eaten something nasty that she found on the floor or something because whatever was inside her had to GET OUT and GET OUT FAST. She seems ok now, though. Poor kitty.
While I was sleeping this morning, I had a very very very strange dream. Something about me having to drive Harry Potter and his friend Fred (not Fred Weasley) home after some big adventure...and of course they were being chased by some bad guys, so there was a sense of intense urgency. I had to drive Fred's car which was too small for my legs and the controls were all in the wrong places. Harry and Fred had to pee and get something to eat, so we stopped at a rest stop. Because they didn't have enough money to pay for the food, a very creepy man in a butcher's apron made me bite his finger in payment -- a disgusting, rubbery finger that looked a lot like the dried chicken foot that my dad put in my Christmas stocking. When I woke up, my mouth felt like I had actually been chewing on something. Something rubbery. Such an odd sensation.
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You're telling me!!! I looked around when I woke up to see if I had actually been chewing on something, but unless it was the cat (he's not very rubbery, though), I couldn't find anything.
Happy belated birthday!!! :) My belated birthday wish for you is that oyu never have to taste a rubber finger.
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