Last night I dreamt that I had two pet Lions. Sometimes they were African lions, and sometimes they were cougars. I was afraid of them, and would try to toss them something to eat whenever someone had to come to my house so that it would distract them. Strangely, I would toss them whole cantaloupes. I was so happy when Kyle and I decided that we would get rid of them. I wasn't sure if he was going to kill them, or just take them somewhere, but we decided to get a house cat instead. What a big relief to not be afraid of going in your own house anymore. Somewhere in this dream my uncle DeMar made a comment about us needing to fix up our house. It offended me because we had been working on our house a lot, and didn't think that he had even seen improvements that we had made already.
REAL LIFE: I am staying at my brother's house this week, and the cat has been scratching at the door all night to be let in. Do you think it is a coincidence that I dreamt about cats?
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