Attic turkey tiger creek

Date: 1/28/2021

Watching Meaghan's kids for some reason at bailey's lake house. Turns out bailee signed me up to babysit them on a 3 month schedule. Scarlett got in the water and her shoes and socks were soaked. I knew someone would be upset. Right as I took them off and wrung them out Meaghan was there. I didn't recognize her at first but she was telling me about how James agrees with me about so many things. Also talking about how almost all music reminds her of me. I told her I felt the same way about music. Seemed like she wanted to be friends but something was stopping her. Somehow Cass became a 3 year old Dawson and was baby-pretending to eat me up, like moving mouth next to me and saying nomnomnomnomnom. Then I was supposed to take photos of actual Dawson in a spider man suit, he was so close to a cliff edge I was nervous he would fall. Ended up seeing a bill or post or something that reminded me Meaghan had once used my account to help out with vet bills for tigers at Tiger creek in Tyler. I went to go see the tigers (one was named koadi) and it was just someone's back yard full of big cats and a blow up pool made to be in ground but deflated and mostly empty of water and the cats all looked so sad. There were 3 tigers, 2 leopards that looked like clouded or snow leopards but short, fluffy, and stubby with tails that weren't super long in the yard/pool. There was at least 1 black panther, some lemurs, and a cougar in a little grove of twisty cedar trees. I was naturally drawn to the cougar cause they're my fave. It was very long and lanky. It got up from sleeping in the cedar and started sneaking around. It ended up jumping and hanging inverted from the ceiling/some sort of canopy. It was snarling and ended up on the floor biting and clawing at me, which felt really hot and stingy rather then bruisy. I got a long stick and spanked it and slapped the ground around it until it retreated. Then suddenly we were in the back yard of 1181 and Cheddar was there attacking this whole entire cougar with his tiny orange idiot body to defend me. Rory ran after it too, then they both retreated under cars in the carport, but the cougar came back and swiped at em and ended up with cheddar in its mouth going into the woods. I got my stick and was trying so hard to get it to drop him or stop or anything. It wouldn't. So I started flipping status switches into emergency, depression, tragedy, etc. ' ' ' ' Separate dream: flying in small personal aircraft. I think jets but single person and kinda hexagonal. I was flying through some wide hallways (made for accommodating the aircraft) with twists and turns and stairs, trying to get good at flying and not collide with walls. Apparently there were vey few of these aircraft and I was one of the 2 lay people allowed in it. The building was multiple stories, with square spiraling hallways with staircases up and down erratically. I suddenly knew the aircraft was meant to help me escape. But this was like high school and everyone was grouped up and each group had prepared Thanksgiving/Christmas dinners that had been stored /slow cooking in the tip top attic. Haven kept talking about how her turkey has grown mold, which she had painstakingly scraped off, only to discover that was a dark seasoning coat. After hearing that, I really wanted to get my turkey from the attic and leave but it was so hard to get up there. There were steep rock walls essentially made of multi colored plastic "pockets" for hand and foot holds, and series of these was arranged into a sort of staircase. and many classmates from high school were trying to ascend but were were all unsuccessful. Finally the teachers decided it was time, and in the end my turkey had already been mostly eaten and had ended up shriveled and dry and discolored. Ended up having to eat lame Christmas cookies instead. Jessica Hines was annoyed at how mad I was about my turkey and flung one of my Christmas cookies up into the air and watched it fall down out of the attic. I got pissed and told her in a serious growly voice that if she pissed me off in the slightest I'd fling her out of the attic and watch her crumble and break like that cookie. And she sobered up real quick.