The dream is too foggy to recount. It involved a house with about 5 people. Also in the house were Gertie, Lydia, and a dog. Somehow, a little wild cat got in. I don't know which species. It was about the size of a lynx, but it's hair was more that of a female lion. The "lion" was friendly with the people, but tried to kill the other animals. In fact, before I could wrestle her into a bedroom and lock the door, she ate 3 goldfish. Once I had her calmed down in the bedroom, she was my best friend, but she had hurt me in the process.

Relaxing in the living room, I notice MORE cats. "Is that Lydia and Gertie, or is that 2 Lydias?" It was 2 Lydias. Sean was cloning the animals, but he messed up with the dog and the product looked like a wildebeest.

In real life, I have a scratch on my had, where the "lion" got me...

coo coooo

I look up and see a beautiful white dove, perched on the wall above the ice cream window. I get my coworker's attention, "Greg, look, there's a dove in the store." I point in the general direction, and both of our heads turn at the same time. What I see, instead of the bird on the wall, is a dove trapped inside the cherry slushie machine.

"Oh, no. He's in the slushie machine. How'd he get in there?"

coo coo

Those were the last words out of the bird's mouth. He had frozen/drowned/been chopped up by the machine.

A dead dove.