I have a dream, Max has a nightmare

A few nights ago, I had a dream.  Typical of most of my dreams, it was weird.  It was an anxiety dream, and I think it was because I was still subconsciously ticked off with my ex, for wanting to borrow my car….I mean it’s been two years since we separated, and he obviously still thinks what mine is his….  However since this dream I had a little talk to myself and reminded myself that any man who would give his daughter a weight loss pamphlet on her wedding day is capable of anything, and I shouldn’t worry about it.  So I won’t!  Anyway, back to the dream.

I dreamt that I couldn’t find my car.  It wasn’t where I had left it, and I was quite upset, as you can imagine.  Fortunately, a friend was with me and gave me a hug to comfort me…and I woke up…to find I had poor Max in a bear hug!  Not only was I giving him a huge probably uncomfortable cuddle, I had pulled him right down under the covers (it was a cold morning).  Max HATES being under the covers!  He is a long haired cat and obviously considers his fur to be covering enough.  The only time I have seen him willingly get under the covers was when I moved, and he hid in the bed.  When he’d calmed down a little, he got out from under the blankets and got under a pillow.

Anyway, he was under the blankets…forcibly…and he was not amused.  I am just so thankful he’s a placid individual, because other cats may have removed various parts of my anatomy…but not Max, he knew I would do what he wanted and feed him in due course and was prepared to suffer this ignominy in the meantime.  However, when he noticed my eyes open, he turned his head (purring all the while) and kissed me….on the lips!  YUKKO!!  I know where that nose and mouth have been!  ARGH!  So he got me back…..

A few nights later, I had another dream, and fortunately Max was not involved in this one.  I dreamt I won 6 cars.  Why on earth would I win 6 cars?  Does this mean I should buy a lottery ticket?