The Cats

I was sitting on the ground in a carpeted room. Steve and Tara where sitting on the couch, and Sarah was sitting on floor across the room next to the couch. There were three cats. The crawled all over me, rubbing their fur on me, trying to get me to pet them. Tara and Steve kept laughing at how much attention they wanted from me, and how they had never wanted this much attention before. I asked where the cat's came from and they said they didn't know. Sarah said she knew but she couldn't say because the cats would get mad. One of the cats crawled up and pushed it's head against my cheek and whispered into my ear. It thanked me for petting it and showing it attention. I nodded and rubbed my head against it's head. Tara and Steve were telling me about all the trouble the cats had caused in the past and how mischivious they had been. Them and Sarah all laughed about it and I just shook my head at how much mischief the cats had caused. One of the cats ran away for a moment. The other two lay down in my lap so I couldn't move. Sarah said the other one had run to get me a gift. When it returned it had a mouse hanging from it's mouth. I took the mouse in my hand and I realized it was a flute, shaped like a mouse. I thanked the cats and then woke up.