My dream last night:

I was in Tempe visiting Kaylie at her dorm.  I could see myself walking downtown.  I recall passing a homeless-type guy who was sitting in a lawn chair giving tourists directions. Because there are apparently a lot of tourists in Tempe???

Anyway, as I was walking into her dorm (which looked nothing like her dorm) I saw two, small, black, kittens near the doorway.  They were in really bad shape - nearly starved and flea infested.  So I stayed at Kaylie's dorm while she went to class and I bought a huge bag of cat food.  I took two pie tins and filled one with water and put food in the other.  Then I went outside and got the kittens and bathed them in the sink.  They were a mess and in a lot of pain with sores all over them from the fleas. I towel dried them and fed them a bowl of milk.

Kaylie isn't allowed to have pets in her dorm with the exception of fish.  She currently has a betta fish named Norton.  Norton has actually been on my mind the last couple of days because Kaylie is coming home for a month and she's trying to find someone to care for him while she's gone. I thought about having her bring him on the plane but then it occurred to me that he would surpass the 3oz liquid limit in the container Kaylie would bring him in.  So, everyone sleep better tonight knowing that air travel is much safer without bombs and Betta fish on board.

Ahhh, I digress.

So back to the kittens.  I cleaned them up and filled their bellies and had to take them outside.  I charged Kaylie and some of the other girls on her floor with rotating leaving them food outside.  I found a milk crate and turned it on its side and put an old towel inside and stuck it behind the bushes outside the dorm.  I put flea collars on the kittens and put them in the crate with food and water nearby.  I think they were ok but I recall being terrified they would be eaten by coyotes.

Then I woke up.