Sheep, Cats, and Elephants

I've been having very strange dreams. Any thoughts?

Onedream was where I was shearing a sheep, beginning on her belly. She was wearing a sheer, lacy, ruffled gown of some sort, kind of like a baptismal gown,that I was to rip off of her -- it felt almost like a rape or ritual or something, I was reluctant to do this as it went against me. Aftertearing it off, I was sorry to have done it and lamented after the pretty dress. She said to me "HURRY UP! I can feel the wool growing back already!"As I was to begin, I looked up and saw her humanesqueface and realisedshe was also human. But I was very tentative as I was terrifiedI would cut her. This was very detailed down to feeling theelectric clippersvibrating in my hand, seeing her wool coming off and the pink, vulnerable skin that would wrinkle up as I pushed the clippersvery slowly along.And she was right too, as I looked at the one place I'd shorn the stubble was growing back as I watched. It was very disturbing.

Another was that a girl kitty, my mother's or mine perhaps, dove into the ocean or a pool of some kind.The water was very blue-green and crystal clear. It was bright out. A commentator's voice was saying, "she is going after the squid, look -- she's caught it in her mouth, but the catch isn't as good as the chase"... while the kitty was doing just that. Very vivid, many details including seeing hersquinted closed eyes,andher ears being pushed back by the water, her teeth, the changes in her markings and the flow of her fur in the water. I could see the little squidswimming and her grabbing itjust so in her mouth, and thinking it wasexactly the right size for her --I knew I was there toguide her back to the surface which she couldn't do herself as water wasn't her element, she was a cat after all.

I was to go to what was like a day-spa/brothel for "the works", I believe with my sister, Molly. Part of this was a ride on an elephant, and this was the only reason why I was going to go at all. I really didn't want to "do it" with a stranger nor get done up as far as hair and nails. But when I got there after being settled into my room and touring around a bit I was informed the elephants could not give us a ride as the bull had hurt the female (which I was to ride). I believe he had rammed into her. When I got back to the room I'd been assigned, there was a little Hispanic guy there -- I was completely repulsed and talked him into giving us a boat ride to try to kill time (anything other than the sex he was supposed to give!) The boat ride (kind of like a gondola) suddenlyincluded my husband and we were in some catacombs with rivers like a maze.

This male whorewas a serial murderer and was going to kill us because I'd "stiffed" him and wasn't going to have sex. But I explained to him I'd already left a tip and paid in full even though I wasn't having sex with him! We were in the place where he had hidden all of the bodies from his victimsand loot he'd stolen too.

We had all run away from him down there so he couldn't kill us, and I showed Molly this one cave that held bones, we saw limbs (some with the shirt sleeve or pants leg still on), hands and feet, arms, tennis shoes, clothing,and skulls -- a huge pile of body parts and bones; all in different stages of decomposition.

The loot room was just as detailed, gorgeous furn