Tigers and Babies
First, my back is much better. I spent Friday, Saturday and Sunday on the floor but this morning it paid off! I feel great.
Last night I had so many marvelous dreams but the best one was the Tiger. I was walking down the street when I saw up ahead a rather mangy looking lion and an old toothless tiger.
I thought, "they seem tame and no one is freaking out but I don't want to walk by them they might bite me."
So I ducked into a Vietnamese restaurant and walked up to the bar and asked if I get get a glass of wine.
"Sure!" they said.
So I sat down on a bar stool and put my purse down and waited for the pour. It was generous and I was starting to feel comfortable when I felt a heavy weight on my shoulders. It was the tiger! The tiger had come up from behind and put his front paws around my neck in a hug.
It was so comfortable. The hug was heavy but not oppressive and the weight and fur were warm and soft. I could feel the tiger's happiness as he hugged me and I just relaxed.
Then someone handed me a baby. Of course. Every dream has a baby. This one I knew, so I needed to leave my warm soft tiger and go find the baby momma.

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