In the past month or so I have been missing having a cat. I miss the companionship of having a cat.
I was sitting in the living room in my childhood home. I was looking out into the backyard. My mom was out there. She came to the door and said that she had an early xmas/birthday gift for me. A black cat came inside. She of course does not like having pets indoors so I took her outside and found a place on the grass near the small mound in the back. I was thinking at the same time that I could not keep the cat outside that she would have to be inside with me.
I started petting my new cat, I was scratching her chin and neck, she starting rolling around loving it and purring up a storm. I then noticed she was not completely black, she had "V" shape around her eyes in white. I just kept petting her.
I noticed that Paul was there laying in his favorite scratching post and I started feeling guilty that I had this other cat. I said hi to Paul to which he lifted up his head.
I had two other dreams with this cat. One where she was jumping on the bed where I was sleeping looking for a place to lay down and on where I discovered a harlequin shape in red on her stomach.