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Cat Forum / Cat Anecdotes / April 2005Did I punch Betty??
Last night, I had a strange dream that I was being strangled in my sleep. I looked up, and there was Betty purring, but instead of paws, she had huge hands, and she was trying to kill me! I grabbed her wrists and tried to pry her off me, but she was tremendously strong, and was overpowering me. Dying, the organism's desire to live activated previously untapped reserves of strength within me, and I lashed out instinctively with the most wicked right cross I had ever thrown. I connected with Betty directly on her jaw, and sent her flying. It was several seconds before I heard her land with a crash somewhere behind me. I felt my consciousness start to slip away as the adrenaline high wore off, and the aftereffects of asphixia hit me. My last thoughts were hoping that Betty was okay. I knew that she didn't mean to strangle me, but was just being loving... loving me to death. When I *really* woke up, Betty was curled up in my arms, under the covers. I sat up and checked her over. She purred and looked at me innocently. Did something really happen? Betty does sometimes climb on top of me and milktread my throat. Did she really knead me while I was asleep, causing me to shove her off the bed? > Last night, I had a strange dream that I was being strangled in my > sleep. I looked up, and there was Betty purring, but instead of paws, [quoted text clipped - 22 lines] > and milktread my throat. Did she really knead me while I was asleep, > causing me to shove her off the bed? I know my sister clocked her husband in his sleep one night while having a struggle dream of some kind. I don't think you really punched Betty or she wouldn't have been there when you woke up. I'm glad you didn't! >> Did something really happen? Betty does sometimes climb on top of me >> and milktread my throat. Did she really knead me while I was asleep, [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] >struggle dream of some kind. I don't think you really punched Betty or she >wouldn't have been there when you woke up. I'm glad you didn't! Actually, even if I had punched Betty, she probably would have come right back. She's very persistent at her lovins, and forgets all about rebuffs pretty quickly. My hands would have been under the covers, so I couldn't have actually punched Betty, but it's possible that I shoved her off me. On the other hand, she was milktreading my throat right before I went to sleep, and I remember looking at her stomping on me with great concentration, up ears sticking straight up like little antennae, and thinking how cute it was, although it was uncomfortable. That might have triggered the dream later, so nothing might have physically happened. I'm not sure which it was. >On the other hand, she was milktreading my throat right before I went >to sleep, and I remember looking at her stomping on me with great >concentration, up ears sticking straight up like little antennae, and >thinking how cute it was, although it was uncomfortable. That might >have triggered the dream later, so nothing might have physically >happened. I'm not sure which it was. I suppose you would have seen your red throat had you looked in the bathroom mirror. When my cats knead they tend to prick me with claws. Ouch. >I suppose you would have seen your red throat had you looked in the >bathroom mirror. When my cats knead they tend to prick me with claws. >Ouch. Betty's claws are regularly clipped, so they're usually no sharper than ball point pens. She's also very conscientious about not accidentally hurting soft-skinned hoomins. She does knead with her claws out, but I've never been pricked by her when she does it. >> I suppose you would have seen your red throat had you looked in the >> bathroom mirror. When my cats knead they tend to prick me with [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > accidentally hurting soft-skinned hoomins. She does knead with her > claws out, but I've never been pricked by her when she does it. Betty sounds too perfect to be a real cat. ;-)  SignatureAdrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat. >> Betty's claws are regularly clipped, so they're usually no sharper >> than ball point pens. She's also very conscientious about not >> accidentally hurting soft-skinned hoomins. She does knead with her >> claws out, but I've never been pricked by her when she does it. > >Betty sounds too perfect to be a real cat. ;-) She is, but my observation is that it's because cats in general are too perfect to be real. :) Why are they so perfectly soft? Why are they so perfectly purry? Why are they so perfectly whiskered? A cat is not really an animal, vegetable, or mineral. A cat is more like an abstract concept, an ideal that curiously appears to have a solid form and substance. The cat is on a different plane of reality. Other non-cat objects and beings are, what they are. For example, when I hold a stone, I can tell that it has color and texture, and my perception assures me that the stone has an independent reality. However, a cat is completely different - a cat is not merely what IS, but a cat is precisely what it should be. When I pet Betty, she is as soft as I would like her to be. When she paws at me, I am pleased as punch (no pun intended), even though I didn't realize until she did it that I wanted to be pawed at that moment. Because cats are so fundamentally different from anything and everything else, I just can't get used to them. Whenever I see Betty, it's like the very first time, and I am stunned. >>> Betty's claws are regularly clipped, so they're usually no sharper >>> than ball point pens. She's also very conscientious about not [quoted text clipped - 27 lines] > everything else, I just can't get used to them. Whenever I see Betty, > it's like the very first time, and I am stunned. Wow. You should publish that. It is a work of art! >>> Betty's claws are regularly clipped, so they're usually no sharper >>> than ball point pens. She's also very conscientious about not [quoted text clipped - 27 lines] > everything else, I just can't get used to them. Whenever I see Betty, > it's like the very first time, and I am stunned. Tak, I was so touched by this tribute to your love of Betty that I hope you don't mind, I took the liberty of copying it to my friend Bob in Michigan, because I knew he would appreciate it. This is what he wrote back tonight: --------------- I know just what he means. Often with Penny (who's gone now) and also with Moobie, I would catch myself just staring at the cat beside me on the bed and marveling that such a wonderful being would choose to be my friend. Thanks. SignatureBob see his website about his animals at birds at From: "Bob Tarte" <ducks@btarte.cnc.net> To: "Christina Websell" <cm.websell@zoom.co.uk> Subject: Re: I know you will appreciate this Date: 06 April 2005 20:31 Hi, Tina, I know just what he means. Often with Penny (who's gone now) and also with Moobie, I would catch myself just staring at the cat beside me on the bed and marveling that such a wonderful being would choose to be my friend. Thanks. -- Bob Info at http://www.enslavedbyducks.com Nice site about his rescued creatures and his book. Tweed >Tak, I was so touched by this tribute to your love of Betty that I hope you >don't mind, I took the liberty of copying it to my friend Bob in Michigan, [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] >Moobie, I would catch myself just staring at the cat beside me on the bed >and marveling that such a wonderful being would choose to be my friend. Why thank you, and Bob, and Karen, too. I was just writing down the thoughts I happened to have at that time. I had just come home, and Betty came up to me. I picked her up, held her and kissed her, and she gave me a sad little "I was soo lonely" meow. At that moment, for some reason, I felt as though all this was unreal... She's in my lap now, and she's real, but different. It's really hard to explain. How can you explain a kittypussums? >> Tak, I was so touched by this tribute to your love of Betty that I hope you >> don't mind, I took the liberty of copying it to my friend Bob in Michigan, [quoted text clipped - 13 lines] > She's in my lap now, and she's real, but different. It's really hard > to explain. How can you explain a kittypussums? they are just each a little miracle. >>Why thank you, and Bob, and Karen, too. I was just writing down the >>thoughts I happened to have at that time. I had just come home, and [quoted text clipped - 6 lines] >> > they are just each a little miracle. Aren't they though? Harri spends at least two or three hours a day, sometimes more, asleep in my arms as I drive. Fortunately my truck has a 10-speed autoshift transmission so I only need one arm available. She'll jump up in my lap and climb partway onto my chest, which is the signal that I'm to support her butt. She then snuggles up against my chest, and after a while she slides down until her back is along my arm and she falls asleep. Looking down into that sweet, beautiful kitten face, realizing that she trusts me so completely that she can go to sleep in my arms, makes me feel so very fortunate. > Aren't they though? > [quoted text clipped - 8 lines] > trusts me so completely that she can go to sleep in my arms, makes me > feel so very fortunate. Mere does this same thing too. She first did it when I visited her and her siblings at some 10-11 weeks old, and she's done it since she came home with me two weeks ago (is it only two weeks??). It's amazing. SignatureMarina, Frank, Nikki, and introducing: Mere! marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/ and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki Tak - you've beautifully articulated this feeling that I have about my own cats. I'm always in awe that they are so unique, perfect, and seemingly out of this world *and* they are my friends! Thank you, Susan M Otis and Chester >>> Betty's claws are regularly clipped, so they're usually no sharper >>> than ball point pens. She's also very conscientious about not [quoted text clipped - 27 lines] > everything else, I just can't get used to them. Whenever I see Betty, > it's like the very first time, and I am stunned. >Tak - you've beautifully articulated this feeling that I have about my own >cats. I'm always in awe that they are so unique, perfect, and seemingly out [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] >Susan M >Otis and Chester Doesn't Otis's collar say, "My Friend Otis", just so that there's no doubt? :) I knew a couple from church who had that happen. He had a shiner for a couple days and still doesn't know what he did wrong. SignatureChristopher A. Young Learn more about Jesus www.lds.org www.mormons.com I know my sister clocked her husband in his sleep one night while having a struggle dream of some kind. I don't think you really punched Betty or she wouldn't have been there when you woke up. I'm glad you didn't! > Last night, I had a strange dream that I was being strangled in my sleep. > I looked up, and there was Betty purring, but instead of paws, she had [quoted text clipped - 20 lines] > milktread my throat. Did she really knead me while I was asleep, causing > me to shove her off the bed? Early this AM I, too, had a strange dream. I was walking somewhere carrying some type of brief case. Someone tried to snatch it from me and I was holding on with all of my strength. It was almost out of my grasp when I awakened -- there I was with TuTu in my arms trying her best to get away from me. MLB Nah, Tak, you didn't punch Betty in reality...I agree that she wouldn't have been snuggled up like that.....but if you've never seen her indignant yet, a punch like that would do it! Sometimes dreams - I always dream in color, and thought everyone else did, too - seem so real we are confused upon waking. Here's a LOL for you: last night I dreamed all night I was swatting - unsuccessfully - a legion of flying palmetto bugs in a bedroom somewhere; the bugs were divebombing my granddaughter on the bed (as you know, I've left that insect way behind in s.FL., and to top it off, palmetto bugs, although disgusting and obnoxious, are really harmless critters to hoomins. I was happy to wake up in my usual bed w/Maluce's fuzzy butt in my face and Rowdy with his 19# on my feet..... >> Last night, I had a strange dream that I was being strangled in my sleep. >> I looked up, and there was Betty purring, but instead of paws, she had [quoted text clipped - 28 lines] > when I awakened -- there I was with TuTu in my arms trying her best to get > away from me. MLB >Early this AM I, too, had a strange dream. I was walking somewhere >carrying some type of brief case. Someone tried to snatch it from me and >I was holding on with all of my strength. It was almost out of my grasp >when I awakened -- there I was with TuTu in my arms trying her best to get >away from me. MLB This reminds me that "all" your strength is probably not considerable when you're dreaming, or else poor TuTu might have found herself crushed! I remember hearing that when you're asleep, your brain deliberately tries to paralyze you so that you don't end up acting out your dreams and hurting yourself. So our movements were probably pretty feeble. This is reassuring. If I had really punched Betty, she probably would have just shrugged it off, saying, "Is that the best you've got, wimp?" :) Most people are paralyzed when they're in the level of sleep where they drean. Chances are pretty small that you actually punched her. Suz&Spicey >>Early this AM I, too, had a strange dream. I was walking somewhere >>carrying some type of brief case. Someone tried to snatch it from me and [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] > had really punched Betty, she probably would have just shrugged it off, > saying, "Is that the best you've got, wimp?" :) That is reassuring. I have been telling myself I was lucky she didn't scratch or bite me. She is a big 15 1'2 pound cat (but a lovebug). MLB >> Early this AM I, too, had a strange dream. I was walking somewhere >> carrying some type of brief case. Someone tried to snatch it from me and [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] > I had really punched Betty, she probably would have just shrugged it > off, saying, "Is that the best you've got, wimp?" :) You should have seen my BIL. He had a big bruise. He was mad at my sister! Like she MEANT to do it or something. >>Early this AM I, too, had a strange dream. I was walking somewhere >>carrying some type of brief case. Someone tried to snatch it from me and [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] > I had really punched Betty, she probably would have just shrugged it > off, saying, "Is that the best you've got, wimp?" :) Which does not explain the hold punched in our bedroom wall. Up high enough that Charlie had to have been standing on the bed when he hit it. Some things in life just make you wonder. Jo >>> Early this AM I, too, had a strange dream. I was walking somewhere >>> carrying some type of brief case. Someone tried to snatch it from [quoted text clipped - 18 lines] > > Jo I agree Tak and MLB probably didn't actually punch or hurt their kitties in their sleep. However.... This isn't the norm, but years ago (not as a child) I suffered from bouts of sleepwalking. There was absolutely nothing to prevent me from acting out my dreams. I woke up once in the wee hours of the morning. I was dreaming I was locked in the boxcar of a train and screaming to get out. In reality, I had shut myself in my dark bathroom and was beating on the walls. I sure hope I wasn't actually screaming. I broke the glass on the counter; cut my hands (blood on the walls attested to the fact I was indeed smacking at them). I woke up very disoriented; I slowly realized I was in my bathroom and was able to find the light switch. Then there was the morning I walked into the office and Kevin said to me in surprise, "What are you doing here?" Apparently in my sleep I dialed the phone and left him a voicemail saying I would not be at work. I said I was having a problem with a project I'd been working on and asked if he would look at it in my absence to see what I might be missing! I don't *think* I do stuff like that anymore, but I occasionally wake myself up speaking out loud. Jill >>>> Early this AM I, too, had a strange dream. I was walking somewhere >>>> carrying some type of brief case. Someone tried to snatch it from [quoted text clipped - 50 lines] > > Jill Makes living alone interesting doesn't it? The wall incident was over twenty years and no repeat performance. But I slept thru it! Charlie has taken spells of talking in his sleep and startling in his sleep. But he also snores so loud that I've learned to sleep thru anything. Maybe this is why Persia is mad at you? (Joking - really) Jo >Makes living alone interesting doesn't it? The wall incident was over >twenty years and no repeat performance. But I slept thru it! Charlie has >taken spells of talking in his sleep and startling in his sleep. But he >also snores so loud that I've learned to sleep thru anything. > >Maybe this is why Persia is mad at you? (Joking - really) I read somewhere that as you fall asleep, and the brain starts damping down your senses, the loss of sensation can feel like momentary weightlessness, which can startle a person into thinking that they're falling. >Then there was the morning I walked into the office and Kevin said to me in >surprise, "What are you doing here?" Apparently in my sleep I dialed the [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] >I don't *think* I do stuff like that anymore, but I occasionally wake myself >up speaking out loud. The sleep-office-calling is pretty funny, but glassbreaking, wall-banging sleepwalking incident sounds pretty scary, and dangerous, too. >> Then there was the morning I walked into the office and Kevin said >> to me in surprise, "What are you doing here?" Apparently in my [quoted text clipped - 9 lines] > wall-banging sleepwalking incident sounds pretty scary, and dangerous, > too. My co-worker thought I was nuts until I explained I'd had sleepwalking incidents before. I only use plastic in the bathroom these days :) But the dream was very, very vivid. I do normally have quite vivid dreams. It's been years since I got out of bed and walked around, as far as I know. When I first started having sleepwalking incidents I had a - whatchamacallit? Cat Scan? - the thing where they attach electrodes to your head and check things out. Keep in mind, this was years before the MRI came along. I actually fell asleep during the session and they came up with nothing. And it took a week for me to get the glue off my scalp. I think I was just under a lot of excess stress during that period. I'm still sure you didn't punch Betty :) Jill I believe what you describe was maybe an electroencephalogram (measures brain activity and I don't know what else in there)....they don't stick that gum or electrodes on your head for cat (CT) scans or any other radiology exam I can think of. That test is abbreviated "EEG". >>> Then there was the morning I walked into the office and Kevin said >>> to me in surprise, "What are you doing here?" Apparently in my [quoted text clipped - 29 lines] > > Jill > I believe what you describe was maybe an electroencephalogram > (measures brain activity and I don't know what else in there)....they > don't stick that gum > or electrodes on your head for cat (CT) scans or any other radiology > exam I can think of. That test is abbreviated "EEG". Thanks! It was years ago so I couldn't remember. I just know it was a real pain getting that glue off my scalp. Jill >>>> Then there was the morning I walked into the office and Kevin said >>>> to me in surprise, "What are you doing here?" Apparently in my [quoted text clipped - 30 lines] >> >> Jill Wow, that's funny in a scarry sort of way. About 10 years ago, when I was going through a really traumatic period, my dh and I had just moved into a new house. One night I somehow found myself in complete darkness in the furnace room in the basement with no knowledge of how I got there or, at the time, how to get out! I bumped around in the basement for some time, very confused. Still remember the panic. PatM >>Early this AM I, too, had a strange dream. I was walking somewhere >>carrying some type of brief case. Someone tried to snatch it from me and >>I was holding on with all of my strength. It was almost out of my grasp >>when I awakened -- there I was with TuTu in my arms trying her best to get >>away from me. MLB A long time ago, I had a lovely older cat named Leia. She was all-white, and the sweetest little critter ever made. She was old and had arthritis, so I made all sorts of allowances for her. It also helped that I slept on the floor, so she didn't have to jump into the bed. ANyway..... I dreamt one night that I had given her to some facility that was going to put her through all sorts of miserably painful tests for some odd reason. I woke up feeling sick with the horror of it, to see Leia sleeping peacefully next to me on the bed. I grabbed her in a big hug, saying 'I'd NEVER do that to you, my baby!' Meanwhile, this poor old kitty had just been waked up out of a perfectly sound sleep by this madwoman in bed.... Sometimes they just don't understand. lol Jane Oddly, a co worker came in this morning telling us how her husband tried to choke her in his sleep last night! She got him to wake up and he had been dreaming that people were trying to burn him! > Oddly, a co worker came in this morning telling us how her husband > tried to choke her in his sleep last night! She got him to wake up > and he had been dreaming that people were trying to burn him! As a teen, I used to be afraid to wake my father up for anything. He refused to have a telephone in their bedroom and I'd hear the phone ring in the kitchen sometimes in the middle of the night. (He was director of security at a college after retiring from the military.) I'd answer the phone, then yell at him from their bedroom doorway, DAD! The one time I tried to tap him on the shoulder he jumped and sprang at me like I was the enemy. Jill > Last night, I had a strange dream that I was being strangled in my > sleep. I looked up, and there was Betty purring, but instead of paws, [quoted text clipped - 22 lines] > and milktread my throat. Did she really knead me while I was asleep, > causing me to shove her off the bed? You may have shoved her off the bed, but I doubt you gave her a vicious punch. If you had, she certainly wouldn't have had time to get back onto your bed and settle down and purr, and I really doubt that if it was a king hit, she would have returned to you at all. If such "I can't breathe" dreams are common, please get yourself checked out for sleep apnoea. It could save your life, and the treatment may make you feel much more awake and alive because it means you finally get a proper night's sleep. Yowie >> Last night, I had a strange dream that I was being strangled in my >> sleep. I looked up, and there was Betty purring, but instead of [quoted text clipped - 36 lines] > > Yowie I agree. My LLL, John, particpated in a sleep study because he suspected apnea. Sure enough, he now sleeps with a mask (hooked to a machine which provides moisture to the sinus cavity) over his face. His breathing is no longer interrupted, he sleeps soundly and as a bonus he doesn't snore like a buzz-saw anymore. Jill >> If such "I can't breathe" dreams are common, please get yourself >> checked out for sleep apnoea. It could save your life, and the [quoted text clipped - 6 lines] > suspected apnea. Sure enough, he now sleeps with a mask (hooked to a > machine which provides moisture to the sinus cavity) over his face. UHHH, not over his entire face, just his nose LOL I don't want you to think I'm sleeping with the Phantom of the Opera! Jill >>> If such "I can't breathe" dreams are common, please get yourself >>> checked out for sleep apnoea. It could save your life, and the [quoted text clipped - 8 lines] >not over his entire face, just his nose LOL I don't want you to think I'm >sleeping with the Phantom of the Opera! I didn't think that at all. I was thinking more of Darth Vader. ;) I don't have sleep apnea yet, but I do have the expectation that I'll develop it at some point, since my father has it. >>>> If such "I can't breathe" dreams are common, please get yourself >>>> checked out for sleep apnoea. It could save your life, and the [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] > > I didn't think that at all. I was thinking more of Darth Vader. ;) Believe it or not, since I need some sort of constant noise, like white noise - a fan or something, not a constantly changing television or radio - I find sleeping much easier when he's got the apnea mask on since it's a white noise kind of thing. That, and not having to punch him to make sure he starts breathing between snores again. > I don't have sleep apnea yet, but I do have the expectation that I'll > develop it at some point, since my father has it. John tells me I sleep very quietly. Guess he's never heard me wake myself up talking... yet :) Jill ------------------<snip>----------------- >Did something really happen? Betty does sometimes climb on top of me >and milktread my throat. Did she really knead me while I was asleep, >causing me to shove her off the bed? I seriously doubt you really swung on her to the point where you might have hurt her. If you had a habit of walking in your sleep or some other sleep disorder, you might have treated her a little roughly, but I'm sure things are OK between you. Regards and Purrs, O J > Last night, I had a strange dream that I was being strangled in my > sleep. I looked up, and there was Betty purring, but instead of paws, [quoted text clipped - 14 lines] > hoping that Betty was okay. I knew that she didn't mean to strangle > me, but was just being loving... loving me to death. Some of the most scary dreams I have had, and my mother used to have them too, is when I dreamt I woke up from a dream (and I hadn't, was still asleep) and what happened after that seemed like I was really doing it. I guess that's what happened to you, Tak. You thought you had woken up, and hadn't, you just "dreamt" you had. > When I *really* woke up, Betty was curled up in my arms, under the > covers. I sat up and checked her over. She purred and looked at me > innocently. > > Did something really happen? I doubt it. > Betty does sometimes climb on top of me > and milktread my throat. Did she really knead me while I was asleep, > causing me to shove her off the bed? Perhaps. It's more likely, since she was so comfy and calm that you dreamt the whole thing. I have a lot of bad dreams myself. Tweed |
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