Foo Nightmare
I had a nightmare last night that involved my office mate/cat, Foo. For those who don't know, Foo has a broken tail that has no feeling or movement. It just hangs off her backside as a decorative accessory.
In my nightmare, I took a pair of scissors from the kitchen and absent mindedly cut Foo's tail off. She didn't mind what I had done and walked off to do Foo-stuff. After I had the tail in my pocket for awhile, (here is the weird part) I realized that I was only supposed to cut half of her tail off. Inga was annoyed with me. (In the dream that is, not that she isn't generally annoyed with my hijinx.) What a crappy dream.
