Thursday I dreamt about Gertie. I miss that kitty so much. I know she was on my mind because her daddy was going to visit her and I wished I could too. She's such a sweet cat. Oh Gertie.

Then, Friday night I had a dream about the Dog Day tour. We were supposed to be camping somewhere. As Nancy was picking out a great location for her tent, I realized I had nothing. No tent, no sleeping bag or blankets, nothing. KC also had nothing since he was counting on me to pack it. Nancy was PISSED. To flee her wrath, KC and I ran through the woods and discovered and old, run-down water-slide park. Other people in line for the slides told us about the park. I nobody even works there anymore. It's just abandoned, but people go there all the time. I went down a slide, fully clothed including a wool skirt. The slide was very narrow and when I went around turns, I thought I'd fly out the top. It seemed the slides were built in a time when humans were just smaller overall.