[cinnamongrrl]

Last night I dreamed that kitten Little learned to fly...

I took her outside for a walk with Jacques (we do this once a day when the weather is good) and she was following along like she usually does, but then chased after a bird and suddenly flew off after it. I was looking up at the sky and there were SO many birds flying I couldn't see which one was the kitten....

Then, I looked down the road and there she is...sitting in the road...apparently all tired out from flying...she suddenly was as tiny as she was the day I found her. Then, of course, a bus starts heading right towards her. And I start running to get her but she is so far away. The bus swerves at the last minute to avoid hitting her and I finally get to her and take her home...

I woke up in a panic looking for her after that dream and she was right on my pillow, fast asleep...no flying for her....like ever.