So many mice and so much puke!

Date: 2/29/2020

I remember I kept seeing a mouse running around my house and my cats were chasing them. I wasn't even worried about all the mice, just not giving them a second thought. I was more concerned about the cockroaches I'd heard about, but didn't see. I saw a big bug with long antennas in this glass thing. It somehow was killed. My Christmas tree was up in the dream and one of my cats caught a mouse under the tree. The only time I got anxiety over a mouse is when I somehow had my legs spread as I was leaning against the door of our back room, and my cat went under my legs and killed a mouse or murdered is what I should say right under me. It felt so disgusting. I could feel my cat's body on my skin and then I felt blood. After the mouse massacre in my house was over, I was in this bedroom with my little sister and we were playing this game, taking videos of ourselves. I cringed at myself in the video. My voice sounded unusually deep, and I had laughed and that sounded ugly to me. I think my uncle was there who has no relation to my little sister. Then, I vividly remember I was somewhere in this like kitchen that looked like mine but the table was in the corner and it looked a lot more spacious than it really is. My cousin was feeding her baby who is I believe two now, but in the dream she was like a year old. She also had blonde hair instead of brown and her mother irl wasn't her mother, but instead her second cousin. She sat in a high chair. I was under the table in the corner with my younger sister for some reason, and I was trying to remember what the baby's name was. It was on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't figure it out. Then, I suddenly thought about her last name and remembered that they both start with the same letter, and I figured out what her name was. It was kinda cool to cure a brain fog in my subconscious mind. My cousin was trying to get her to burp, patting on her back, but she just wouldn't. She pretended to burp a couple times, but my cousin knew she wasn't really burping. She kept trying until suddenly the next thing I knew there was a giant puddle of milk puke on the floor. I thought "wow, she must have puked up every last drop of milk she consumed!" I ended up cleaning it up.