I have a lot of end-of-the-world nightmares, and I had one the other night. Apparently, the world was going to explode (yes, it is a stupid nightmare), so the powers that be held this inquisition to determine who was good enough to, you know, not be left on Earth while it explodes. I was picked, and I remember fighting on the transit (the thing that was to take those of us who are "desirables" off Earth) with this blond girl over my ticket--she hadn't been picked and felt that because of my physical condition and my looks that I wasn't good enough, and that she was because she was pretty. I threw her off the back of a train. Then I, in the dream, realized: "Wait. A train? We're trying to escape the planet on a train? This is stupid. Wake up" and I woke up. It was one of those old-fashioned passenger trains--like in Cowboy movies.
Last night, I dreamed this bratty kid was trying to shoot one of my cats with a pellet rifle. I see him out the window, yell: "Glory be! That little bastard is going to kill my cat!" and grab a Civil War-era Confederate rifle and run outside and shoot the kid. I have a lot of "protect the cats" dreams, too. Then I fell back to sleep and dreamed I was cleaning out the bathtub.
One of them I remember, my dad and I were trying to keep the cats in the house. It was really dark outside, and my dad said: "We have to keep the cats inside! You heard about that giant rabbit!".
....I have really stupid dreams.