I love naps, especially my Sunday afternoon naps. They are necessary to get me through my nap-free weeks. I turn the fan on, cover up and snuggle with my sweet little Zeus while drifting off to either the TV or the iPod. Maybe the background noise is a bad idea. Yes, it keeps me from hearing various neighbors' drama, among other things I'd rather forget; however, it leads to the strangest dreams.
Exhibit A:
Zeus and I were walking in the ghetto, obviously MY favorite place to take a leisurely stroll. As we were meandering along, a few of the riff-raff caught Zeus' eye. He liked the hot little number with the golden fur and flirted with her shamelessly. Maybe he felt sorry for her because she was homeless, but after a few days of pining for his new crush he ran away with her leaving me sad and alone.
I was worried sick and spent several hours running through the ghetto and eventually found my way to the thick forest, which had magically appeared out of nowhere. I ventured in, calling for Zeus the entire time. Finally I heard his reply, a combination of squealing and barking that sounded rather like he was being tortured. I ran to him and found him with his new lady love and another "friend" stuck on the top of a tall tree-bush, yes a tree-bush. I'm guessing it was a hybrid. ;-) I was afraid to climb the odd looking tree-bush so I called for Zeus and he leaped into my arms, confident that I would catch him. He had broken up with his lady friend after he realized he really loved me best and could not live without me. I was so happy he chose me that I helped the riff-raff out of the tree-bush and flew them home to the ghetto. But I had to hurry, because I had a work emergency and no time to scold Zeus for running away and almost eloping! I was an undercover FBI agent who was working on a case and I needed my sidekick to help me solve the mystery.
Once we landed we entered our secret laboratory, which looked suspiciously like the Bat Cave. After turning on my ear piece I received an update from FBI headquarters, located in Sweden. The North Koreans were planning to release a deadly toxin and we were running out of time to figure out when and where. Jack Bauer needed me to figure it out and relay the information to him so he could stop the attack. Hard at work intellectually I sat in a huge recliner and snuggled Zeus. Finally Zeus impatiently jumped down and ate a piece of buttered popcorn and then pretended to get sick. Suddenly I knew that the North Koreans were going to poison all of the popcorn at every movie theater in San Antonio! Oh my!!! I called Jack, he put a stop to it and Zeus was crowned a hero for keeping movie goers safe. He got a treat of Persian chicken kabobs with rice and then we took a long walk, far, FAR away from the ghetto.
The end.
Interpretation:
- Walking in the ghetto is not smart
- Zeus loves me best even though he was tempted by the golden-furred floozy
- I will find him if he tries to run away
- Tree-bushes are weird
- Doggy break-ups hurt almost as much as human break-ups
- I can FLY!!!
- The Bat Cave is REALLY cool in person
- 24, The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo and The Orphan Master's Son are alive and well in my sub-conscious
- I will no longer take walks in the ghetto
