In the past month, I've had 3 nightmares about kittens in danger. What's up with that? In one, the kittens were merely abandoned and needed care. In another, the kittens were being attacked by this deranged woman with a shotgun. In tonight's episode, the kittens were being menaced by a dragon. (Hiding under the dining room table was enough to protect them — obviously. Don't you question Dream Logic.)
So why is my unconscious so fearful about kittens' safety, all of a sudden? I haven't been around kittens in ages. Very strange.