Tailless Cat

I had a dream that Pepper, my black cat, showed up at home with her tail cut off and all bloody. I looked her over amd noticed that a lot of her fur on her right side had been shaven off. 

She then fell down on the front porch and looked as if she were in pain and dying. 

Then I woke up. đŸ˜”

Rainbow Hair

Rainbow Hair?

I woke from a dream where I was living on the ocean in an amazing beach house. 
I was in the bathroom dying my hair like a rainbow. (VERY out of character)

After it was all blow dried, I looked on the mirror and saw that at one side of of my head of hair, it was bleach blonde. And then wrapped around my head in the color of the rainbow, ending on the other side of my head as a beautiful bright turquoise color. 

I then left the bathroom and ended up at some beach party where people were coming up to me and touching my hair, telling me how great it looked. 

I responded by telling them that I was going to wear it like a crazy rainbow for the next week until I decided which color I liked best. Then I saw O, and asked him which color he liked best. He said the bright purple. I told him that I liked the purple and the turquoise the best. 

Then I ended up at some night club and was dancing…The music was very loud and I was having a great time. 

Then I noticed my reflection in one of the side mirrors at the night club, and my hair was still that of a rainbow, but it was now a shoulder length bob. And  I now had bleach blonde bangs. 

Then I woke up. 

Nightmares

Nightmare#1–Two people that I know IRL kidnapped one of my daughters.

 

Nightmare#2–The gov broke down my front door and said that it was maditory that all children under the age of 18, must now have their ears clipped. I argued with them. Then they shared some scrapbooks of cats and dogs to demonstrate.
Nightmare#3–There was a break-in. It was dark.  I was struggling to reach my phone to call 911. No one answered, so I dialed DH’s number and the operator said that the number was no longer in service.

Death,Boxes, Tiger!

I was visiting a family that I use to be very close with. In my dream we were all very close. 
The living room was in a perfect square on the left hand side when you first walked into the house. 

The house was set up like my old house back home, but yet it was not my house, it was this families house. 
There was a very old looking mauve colored velour sectional sofa in the corner against the wall. A, was laying on it with his legs hanging over the sides. He was dressed in black jeans, a black t-shirt, and had work boots on. 

There was gold vintage shag carpet on the floor. 

Across the living room was a dining room table that had lots of nic-backs and books on it. 

C  and M were siting at the table talking, but then they both began to cry.

I was standing in the middle of the room looking at them. 

A man that I didn’t recognize walked in, in front of me. It appeared that he was in a kitchen. He was sad and asked me if I was there to help.

I told him yes.

He told me that the moving men will be here soon to take it all way and it was not a good time for her to die. 

I asked who died. He pointed to the girls at the table and said in a low quiet voice, “their mother”
Before I could respond, several movers walked through the front door. One man looked at me and said he would be taking the sofa set, but the man had to move.

I walked over to where A was sleeping and tried to wake him but he wouldn’t budge. 

Then the man who I didn’t recognize yelled for A to get off the sofa and help! Then told him that he was disrespected his mothers things.

A, woke up and walked over and sat down next to his two sisters.
I watched him as if he was trying to comfort them because they were still crying. But they couldn’t be comforted. It seemed.
I helped the movers by instructing them with the sofa furniture. 

They took all but one corner piece. 

I asked them why they weren’t taking the whole thing, because it’s a three piece set that goes together. But one of the men told me that they couldn’t take that one piece, and that it was meant to stay in the house.

Confused by his words I just stared at him.

He then handed me a check and thanked me.
I took the check and when the man from the kitchen walked back into the living room I handed it to him.

Now he was in tears though.

I told him that he was going to be okay.

Then there was a knock on the front door and a voice saying, “let us in!”
It sounded like a man and a women’s voice, but no faces.

M must have recognized the voices because she told me to keep the door locked and don’t let them in. 
I then found myself in a dark room, (a basement type of room with cement walls and floor)

There were lots of old things and boxes all scattered about. I wanted to clean and tidy it up.

It looked as if everything was once packed up, yet, someone was looking for something and messed them all up. Everything looked as if it was dug though.

It was not a refinished room. I felt cold.

I looked up on the ceiling for a light to turn on but couldn’t find one. 

There was a small window with a crack of light shining though to one particular box.

I walked over to that particular box, then heard a mans voice tell me to stop! And to not look in it.

I looked in the direction of the voice and saw A and the man that I didn’t recognize.

They asked me to come back and help the girls. 
Still feeling confused to why I was there, I said okay.

From that scene, I found myself sitting at the table (it was a round wooden dining room table)
And I was praying over the girls.

I was praying that the Lord would put a hedge of protection over each of them and that anything not of Christ would be burned in the lake of fire before ever reaching them. And that the Lord would breathe new life into them, while filling them with a fresh dose of the Holy Spirit and giving them the gift of discernment.
During me praying there was a scratching sound coming from the kitchen area. 

I got up from the table and peeked into the area in which is was coming from and saw some sliding glass doors and a full grow tiger with its paw stuck between a small opening of the door.

I became fearful and ran to the door and slammed it shut on the Tigers paw. Then I heard a unfamiliar women’s voice tell me to keep the tiger away. It was in a persistent begging voice.

Then I woke up.

John Deer Nightmare

I was in our SUV with the family. Honey bees were crawling in and out of my ears and around my eyes. I was petrified, but kept still so they wouldn’t sting me. I felt a lot of fear.

Then the dream flashed and it was the end of world. It seemed.

There was a massive flood with everyone in small boats and canoes trying to reach a dry area, but none could be seen for as far as the eyes could see. Everyone had paddles and were trying to ore vigorously.

Then out of no where several large boats that were a cross between army tanks (in size) and shiny green John Deer tractors (what they looked like) started smashing people on their smaller boats. 

The front of them had one large tire that would raise up like a  bike wheely? 

And come up behind a bunch of people in their smaller boats, and smash them under the water until they are all died. 
I was in one of the smaller boats wth my family and was trying paddle out of their sight. I was tired and crying and had no help with paddling.

One of the men in one of the tractor boats was calling out in a vulgar voice, “Trisha! Trisha! I’ll find you!”

As he continued on, killing people with his tractor boat. 
Then the scene changed again and I was outside at some fancy event with the bad tractor guys chasing me. Yelling to me that they knew that I knew where Trisha was.

I started yelling back to them over my shoulder that I didn’t know anyone by that name!
Then I reached an outside area where people were dressed in suits and fancy gowns. Some people were eating, some were dancing, while others were standing up just socializingwith one another. 
The I saw SH, having, what appeared to be a “heavy discussion” with a short women with shoulder length wavy blond hair. She had a fancy blue dress on. I couldn’t see her face from where I was standing because she had her back turned away from him. He looked to be reasoning with her. 

He calling her Trisha. 

I ran over to them and interrupted them, to let them know that the bad guys were looking for her…

She slowly started turning around towards me…. then I woke up.

I never saw her face. 
(The most disturbing part of this nightmare were the John Deer Tractor boats that lifted and smashed things.) đŸ˜±

Snakes

I woke from a bad dream were I was at 40 Pratt Street kitchen (Winsted, Connecticut) that was infested with snakes.

White tarnish ones with red eyes and scary looking black and red eyes. The hallway was that of Aunt E’s trailers with the bathrooms down there, but the living room was that of 50 Broad Street in Torrington, Connectut.

There were two cats laying on some pillows in my bedroom that we thought were Jerry and Pepper, but upon further inspection, they turned out to be imposters.

 

The cat that was suppose to be Pepper was covered with fleas.

I yelled for C to take her back outside so I could vacuum my bedroom, which was now covered with fleas.
The scene then changed,  and I opened the kitchen door that led outside. There were now two baby iguanas and a black snake inbetween the kitchen door and screen door.

I yelled for O to come, but he didn’t.

I tried to grab my purse, before running towards the living room door, but tripped…it then fell from my hand.
I was laying on the floor between the kitchen and living room,  when a black snake with red eyes started crawling up me..I was scared.

That’s when I saw O, who finally came to check on me.. Standing in front of me asking me what he should do? But telling me not to move or it would bite me. I was so mad at him for not helping.

Then the snake slowly started entering my left ear drum. I felt it’s tongue darting in and out of my ear…
I was still very scared..

Then I saw a white snake crawling up my right leg..
I started praying for it not to hurt me, but in my dream I knew I had to wake myself up or it would be too late. I suddenly became aware that this was all just a dream…one that I had control of.

So I opened my eyes and woke up.

Dune Island 

I just woke up from a nightmare where I was being attacked by sharks, while vacationing with E & B and a bunch of others, at a place called Dune Island.

It was a luxury resort with caves and scary tunnels that you could pay to go through.

I was lowered into a water filled cave of sharks, on a blue  mattress. I was told the sharks would not attack me. But they did.

The scene changed, and there was a baby that was left in my care. It wasn’t mine though. 

It was a newborn. 

No one wanted to care for it, so I offered.

Then I woke up.