Wednesday, March 12, 2008

laundry and cats


You know how it is with cats: you're sorting the clean laundry in the sunshine and you turn your back and a cat falls asleep on the pile. Emily found a choice spot.
Dreamt, amongst other things, that I was learning to drive a tank. The fun, of course, is shooting the tank's big guns and what would Freud and Jung claim about a dream like that?

6 comments:

Mona Buonanotte said...

Oh great, now I can't get the Freudian version of your dream out of my head!

gr said...

Mona!

Bad Filking said...

what's he got?

tank.

BIG tank.

Newt said...

Happens all the time at our house too. Always nice to have clean clothes covered in cat hair.

Anonymous said...

No outfit is complete without some cat or dog hair.

EH

gr said...

extra insulation?