My Terror of Oliver

I once had a dream about a sickly cat wandering into the living room of my house and curling up in the fireplace. Then when it turned to look at me I saw that it was grinning and was a Cheshire cat, like the one in "Alice and Wonderland". I had just finished reading that book. I greatly enjoyed this book when I read it I think Lewis Carroll is a real genius of literature. In the dream I was at my house, which then symbolized home, good food, stability, and coziness. During this point in my life we had many stray cats wandering around our house, I detest cats. My step-mother had just moved in and brought along with her this spotted beast of a cat, Oliver, which she intended to keep inside the house. So the dream might have been a reminder to me to be patient and endure that horrible cat. Shortly after this, "nightmare", the cat died.