Or tigers.
Every few weeks I have a snippet of a dream where I am in a room with a cat. The cat saunters about to and fro as cats are wont to do. Surveilling the cat for several minutes, trying to figure out where it came from and more, where it is going---I take my eyes off it for a minute only to then see a tiger stroll toward me.
The sight of the tiger not only renders me speechless but I also find that I am rooted to the spot I occup.
The stately creature continues to advance.
The end is always the same, I wake up.
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