My black cat has turned into a half-cat, half-rat creature and I am trying to tame her as other people are going to sleep. There I am, taming this cat-rat monster who is as big as a baby bear and whose teeth are as big and sharp as...well...a giant rat's. She is very dangerous and I try calming her bloodlust down by leting her chew on my elbow. I'm trying to trap her as she scratches and chews on me and then I want to escape by going upstairs into the attic. But she follows me, trips and falls down. She hits her head on an edge hard and I hope it made her unconscious. It didn't, instead she shrinks smaller and runs to me upstairs, wheeping. I feel so bad for her and at the same time I feel so tired of it all. I caress her head to make her feel better, as she walks back downstairs...
No lucid dreaming this time.
