My husband and I were running a snowy race with other people. We were on a snowy cliff, way high up. He was in first and had to make a jump off the cliff to the other side. It was way higher than he thought. He totally missed and landed in a pool of ice water screaming “NooOOoo!” He was able to swim out, but was freezing cold. Someone came and rescued him, stripped him down and covered him in this kind of clay lotion. Then there was this montage of him getting warm, and at one point another guy was sitting next to him, getting the same rescue treatment.
In a later dream, I was working with someone on a taxidermy project of a small lion. As we worked on it, it came back to life, and seemed like it turned into my cat, Applesauce. She was purring and lying on her back, on the kitchen floor of my childhood home. Strange thing was, she was headless. I remember my mom or someone saying “See, they kill them so early they aren’t even dead!”
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