I had a dream last night that I had 3 cats. A fat yellow one, a semi-fat black and white one and a little, thinner tabby. They were fucking really cute, but they were all over the place and I was constantly saving them from danger. I remember being on a tour bus and the next thing I knew, my cats had run off of it and were just roaming a parking lot and I had to search for them.
Then, the tabby (because all tabby cats look fairly similar) was lost and I accidentally picked up a different small tabby and had to turn around and go find the one that belonged to me. THEN the yellow one barfed up tuna and my friend cleaned it up. Thennnnnn one of them pooped on the floor. I remember thinking in my dream "Are these cats even worth this mess?".
I'm not sure if this dream represented my fear of having children or my fear of becoming a crazy cat lady, but either way, the real question here is this: can't science give us cats and babies that don't shit and barf everywhere??? is that SO hard, scientists?? Jeez!
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