Dream CLX

I was traveling with my friend Chris.  We stopped at a rustic spot, and he said "Hey, look at this!" and opened his door.  My cat escaped from the car and ran down the road.  I got out and chased after her. 

I came into a town filled with stray cats, and thought I saw her many times, but in each case it was not her.  I reached into a storage bin filled with stray cats; one of then bit me, sank her teeth into my flesh, and I was convinced it was Leela.  I pulled her out and it turned out that it was not her.

An old lady told me the cats were happy here, and would always be happy.  I thought that my cat would need me, but I conceded to the old lady's wisdom, and went back down the road to the car, convinced I would never see Leela again.  I hoped she would be happy, and I pressed my faith into insuring that she would be.  I would miss her.  I hoped she would not miss me, at least not so much that she was sad..