Thursday, February 22, 2018

Dangerous Dreams

Anyone who really knows me, knows I talk and act in my sleep.  The more stressed I am, the more talking or action occurs.  I am currently single so I have no idea how much talking I have been doing lately, but what I do know is it may no longer be safe for my dog to sleep in my bed with me.

Last night I had one of those long weird dreams that can only make sense while you are dreaming it.  It was filled with anxiety, fear, and anger.  At one point during the dream I was being attacked by a bunch of college students in black hoodies.  I don't know why they were attacking and frankly, it is unimportant to the story.  What is important was that for some reason I was having trouble fighting back and had to bite one of the students.

I woke up with my neck stretched out and my mouth open.... about two inches from the back of a happily snoring Doug's neck.  Doug has no idea how close he came to getting a very hard chomp in the middle of the night!

I have to confess this is not the first time I have abused a pet in my sleep.  In fact, I have bitten two different cats.  One used to sleep on my pillow next to my head and during a dream that I was a child fighting with my brother, I bit her.  I woke to a yowl and a mouthful of fur.  I felt awful and Sabrina refused to sleep on my pillow for weeks after.

Not two weeks later a different cat was sleeping against my side with his paw stretched out toward my face and I woke just in time to stop myself from continuing the bite I had begun on his paw.  For that one I got a light smack on the face from Tigger who went immediately back to sleep.

I think I just realized one of the many possible reasons I am still single.  Stress me out and I bite or beat you in my sleep.  😩

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