During the day I remembered the other dream which I had last night, and in many ways I wish that I didn’t remember it.
In this dream I had broken in to a house in southern Canberra and somehow landed on the resident cat, killing it. The cat’s owner then arrived home and found me with the deceased cat…she was mortified and called the police. I offered to send her a new cat, before running home.
It is entirely possible that the dream which I mentioned earlier in which I was arrested, was a sequel to this dream.
Samuel