bon appetit...

I had this dream last night that I was staying in a decadent hotel overrun by mice. These mice were not of the usual type but appeared to be slightly larger than the average mouse, white, with fluffy coats and manes. In short, they looked like little white lions.

I checked in with my cat and two kittens. It was the afternoon and I had no idea where my cat was roaming but the kittens were lounging with me when the mice appeared. They were not intimidated by the kittens and even began heckling them and playing lively in front of them as to taunt them. The kittens of course played into their trap and began attempting to attack. They chased and darted for them but the mice jumped on their backs and began to ride the kittens like horses.

My cat Benny wandered into the room and like clock work, his instincts hypnotized him and his eyes zeroed in on the mice. His pupils dilated and his body tensed. He quickly plucked the mice of the backs of the kittens and and shoved them both down his flexible esophagus as the kittens watched and learned and I stood in awe. I could the shape of the mice struggling down his throat as his body tightened and squeezed every bit of life out of the mice. His mouth not fully closed and I could see the paralyzed furry face of the last mouse staring out of Benny's mouth as the jaws of death closed in on him.

Benny was my cat of 21 years. He died two years ago and like many loved ones who have passed on from me, he came to visit me in my dreams. Whatever was bothering me, he ate it. If any others stand to throw a stone, I now know how to widen my jaw and eat them alive.  Thanks Benny boy... you wanted to live forever and you do with me. Keep protecting me. I miss you.