So last night I had a really strange dream. I dreamed that one of our gray cats from outside had latched onto a small cooked turkey breast and would not let go for anything. I tried to separate the cat from the turkey to no avail and for some reason I was desperate to get the turkey breast back. So, dad picks up the cat and the turkey and pulls out a pocket knife. That's the last I see of the cat in my dream, but I had the sense that things didn't go well for the cat. The scary thing is, I can tell you where these images came from. Since I've been feeding turkey breast to the dogs, our house cats have been begging for turkey everytime we walk through the kitchen, so that explains the cat and the turkey in my dream. And the pocketknife thing - the other day Dad brought home a battery operated Barbie Jeep that my niece will be able to drive around the yard. There is a portable radio-like device that plays music in the jeep and while it appeared to be removable, we couldn't figure out how to remove it - the jeep was a bring back to Walmart special and had no instruction manual. So, dad, just like a man, pulls out his pocketknife and starts stabbing the jeep and the radio. Luckily I found the screw that held the radio onto the jeep. It's really wild how your mind can tie otherwise innocent images together in such disturbing ways.