holy smoke* 

I woke in cold sweat this morning.

It's strange. The dream, I mean.

Bizarre.

One, Smokey could speak.

Two, he delivered some kittens!

Scenario - I was sleeping (but of course!) and Smokey came into the room, jumped on the bed and screamed in joy.

"Hey wake up. Meow. You're a grandma!"

Rubbing eyes. "Huh?"

"I just delivered 6 kittens this morning! So congratulations, grandma!"

"Kittens? Six of them?? How can that be??? I thought you were a male!"

"No, I'm a female."

"Whoa...wait a minute. I know how to differentiate the genital ya...even for a cat!"

"Err...apparently not!"

"What do you mean - not? What about the hanging dollops? Females don't have that ya!"

"Whatever. Focus on the bigger picture here, grandma. I am not in the mood to argue with you on my sexual properties. I am telling you I have 6 kittens in the kitchen and they are eager to meet their grandma!"

"No...wait. Who is the father then? Or is it mother. I'm confused! You're in the house the whole time. When did this "encounter" happen? There's no other cat on this floor! And when did you get pregnant???"

"It just happened. And I am not disclosing any details. So tell me, you wanna meet your grandkittens or not?"

So we walked to the kitchen and I have 6 miniature Smokeys in the cage. Yes, they looked as cute as ever. More so, when they called me "Grandma!"

Then I woke.

Smokey was lying with me at my side.

The first thing I did was to check the hanging dollops. And yeah, they are still hanging dollops. No change in formation.

He cocked up his head, feeling disgusted and walked off.

Weird.

June 03, 2005 // anjali* pranced on tip-toes all over the keyboard at 12:28 pm
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