Last night I had a dream I was in Plymouth with my parents and Boisterous Puppy. Rather than taking him for a walk they just opened the car door and let him run off and do his own thing. I was talking to someone about how I would love to live by the sea and they replied 'you wouldn't want to live here, it's boring'
Then someone asked me if I wanted a cat, because someone they knew had a silver tabby they wanted to get rid of. I met the kitty and it was soooo cute, but at the last minute I remembered that our new flat doesn't allow pets.
Got home (home being the old Fangirl Pad) and discovered we'd been burgled. All that had been stolen was the DVD player, the XBox and the Playstation. Phoned the estate agent and they sounded really annoyed but said they'd come and see what damage had been done. Then I got a call from the Post Office telling me there was a parcel I had to go pick up
Then I woke up