REM Rebound

OK, the true crime stuff is over. I can't stand it any more.

After last night's wakey-wakey time (from about 3:30 to whenever), I fell asleep briefly and dreamed that:

a.) there were many wild rats and mice in the garage,

b.) there were also several feral cats in the garage (menacing me instead of the rodents),

c.) the dog ran away to certain death,

d.) a plague hit the planet, causing many young children to grow fur overnight, and

e.) as a result of d.), my furless son, though older than the furry kidlings, was in danger of kidnapping.