I dreamed last night that I had acquired some kittens at my childhood best friend Chma’s house. In order to get these kittens home, I had to tuck each kitten into the hollowed-out toes of my extra-large, kitten-transporting shoes.
You don’t question these things in dreams.
It was dark out and I didn’t want to walk back to my house alone, so Chma and her brother Kyma agreed to walk me home along the icy streets of Edmonton. The thing is, when your shoes are full of kittens, you need to walk carefully and soon Chma and Kyma, who are both super-fit runner types, were way ahead of me. “Guys!” I called out, mincing along in my kitten shoes, “wait for me!”
I then became concerned about the kittens in my shoes and sat down in the middle of the slick sidewalk to check on them. I felt two hands on my back and suddenly, I was being pushed along the sidewalk, as if my ass was on skates. The woman pushing me said “I may be over 65, but I can still get you home!” and sure enough, my house came into view as she huffed and puffed, sliding me faster and faster towards the driveway. “Wow, thanks!” I said to her as she wheezed behind me. I thought to myself proudly “Man - I must have put some pretty great energy into the universe for this kindly older woman to slide me and my kitten shoes home.” I turned around to thank her again (and see who she was) but that’s when I woke myself up making strange snuffling noises.
Sooo . . . yeah.
I understand being at Chma’s house, for she’s been in my thoughts quite a bit lately (more on that later). Clearly, the kitten shoes are an approximation of how the penguins in March of the Penguins carried their eggs and then their newborns on top of their feet and under their guts. And walking slow - well, I do. But the senior citizen pushing me down the icy street at increasingly rapid speeds? THAT’s the mystery.
Anyway - back to the kittens. I was over at Maybe Expectant this morning, where I came across the query “After all, what is a lesbian blog without photos of cats?” Well, indeed. We don’t have cats, mainly because I’m allergic and also because our building doesn’t allow pets (our fish are illegals). But dammitt, my blog will have pictures of cats! Even if they’re just pictures of my kitten shoes.
Awwwwwww! Sooo cute. Sorry to hear you’re allergic? Can you have dogs?
Comment by Winter — Saturday, September 24, 2005 @ 6:05 pm | Edit This
I know - so sad I’m allergic! I’m also allergic to the outdoors. No cats, no camping - what kind of lesbian AM I?
I am not allergic to dogs, but again, we’re not allowed pets in the building. Some friends upstairs have clandestine cats but dogs - harder to conceal.
Comment by Rose — Saturday, September 24, 2005 @ 8:25 pm | Edit This
Great pic.! Being allergic must suck. You’d be in trouble at my house we have three dogs, a cat and a guinea pig. Plus we love to camp-but I guess that makes us stereotypical lesbians, huh?!–lol Interesting dream. I read once that to analyse a dream you should think about what the key things in the dream mean to you/represent. So if that’s true-what do older women mean to you?
Comment by Leo — Sunday, September 25, 2005 @ 6:52 am | Edit This
Sounds like quite the menagerie, Leo! You’re right, I wouldn’t last an hour. As for the dream - good question. Clearly I see older women in a helping role - or perhaps a pushing role. Or a PUSHER role! HA ha! Rats. Now I’m craving pot brownies.
Comment by Rose — Sunday, September 25, 2005 @ 12:22 pm | Edit This
Lady, you need Scamps, the Playful Pup from Hasbro’s FurReal Friends line.
[image]http://images.hasbro.com/common/images/products/74567ec1148_main200.jpg[/image]
Look! “SCAMPS is so realistic, he can understand what you say and really do tricks!”
I may know about this because I may be accidentally coveting one for myself. A dog! Without the poo!
Comment by Melissa — Tuesday, September 27, 2005 @ 10:32 pm | Edit This
Ahem. If someone were shopping for Solstice presents, someone might visit http://www.hasbro.com/furreal/pl/page.browse/subbrand.173/dn/default.cfm. There are a number of very cute kittens (especially the Marmalade one). (Thanks, Melissa!!)
Comment by Queen Katicus — Wednesday, September 28, 2005 @ 9:49 pm