By Marc (in Switzerland)
I have a few different kinds of dreams involving cats. The most obvious ones are the anxiety ones where I am trying to protect my cats. I remember dreaming about our 2 cats in Canada being in a building that was for some reason not a safe place to be and I had to get them out of the building.
It was incredibly stressful and there was the element of not being able to catch a cat when you need to. Those are my worst anxiety dreams, the ones that involve my cats. Then there are the dreams of cats who I miss or who are gone from my life. 3 of them. Gigi in Canada, still alive, Red, and Pepi in Slovenia who one day never came home. I remember dreaming that Pepi was in the forest with me and somehow he was always just out of my reach above my head and I couldn’t get to him.
He was also crying out for me in this dream which is unusual. My subconscious must have a lot to do with it. Obviously, I am assuming he was taken against his will. Gigi in Canada has come up for me in many dreams. Either it’s just me and her and I am doing things in my dream but I am always concerned about her. I think I just miss her so much that when I see her in a dream I want to spend all the time with her but I have other things to do so I rush back to see her whenever possible in the dream.
Once I dreamed of both Gigi in Canada and her sister Molly – they were with lots of other cats and they seemed to be having a wonderful time and although I desperately wanted to be close to them I realised that I should just leave them be with all their cat friends and not bring them with me. They were in some sort of cat paradise 🙂 .
The dreams about Red (a special cat I loved and lost) come up in many rather sad ways – like I said – where I see him and it’s so wonderful to see him and he looks young; like when he was about 3 months old, and it always happens in all my cat dreams that there are other things I must tend to.
These things are always the catalyst for it going wrong. Nothing specific, just everyday things I must do but then I find myself desperately searching for Red. I search for him for the rest of the dream in all kinds of places often meeting other cats along the way and even being fooled for a second by another orange cat who turns out not to be him etc. and I always have this awful feeling that I have lost him.
Funnily enough, it’s totally about me and I seem to know it because I have the feeling he is around near me, like he was where I am a short time before, but I have always just missed him.
His presence is there but I can’t actually find him again. It’s sad with these 3 cats who are not physically in my life anymore because both in real life and in the dream I miss them terribly. Like Elisa I don’t want the dream to end because it’s so wonderful to be with them and see them again and it’s very real.
The most recent cat dream I had was very strange. It involved many cats who I don’t associate with anyone in particular but the situation was that I was trying to protect them from the outside world. The place was my house where I lived in London and I am full of this great fear that one of them will end up out of the house and garden and somewhere in the streets which are dangerous. Somehow it feels like there are all these dangerous forces around and I am trying to protect them.
The thing that strikes me the most about cat dreams is how real it is to see the cat. I really feel like I saw Red and I can still feel that moment and see it clearly from each dream of him. When I dream of people its completely different. A lot more abstract – totally abstract sometimes but when I dream about cats the whole thing is very clear and real and simple, in a place that’s normal.
It quite overwhelming just because I’m always so excited to see Gigi or Red, just as I would be in real life I suppose. I get so excited. With Gigi I don’t end up on an endless search but with Red I do.
It’s as though everything just carried on as normal when I see him but I get distracted from him for a second and then he is gone. It’s like his schedule is totally natural but I’m the one who lost the plot. Nothing bad has happened to him – he is fine, it’s me who is not fine and who then desperately needs to find him. Those dreams are very intense because it’s like I’m filled with the feeling of suddenly being with him again, and then I am filled with the feeling that he is gone for ever and all that’s left is his echo or energy and I chase it and chase him but he is always ‘just gone’ – I have just missed him. It’s so close, just missed him, but so far, I’ve missed him and it’s forever.
The thing that made me incredibly sad when Red died was thinking how he had left his scent everywhere, and in the days or even weeks after he died, his smell was still in those places, and perhaps to another cat he was very much alive by the presence of his smell in his territory, but that smell would soon fade away until there was no more trace of him. It’s a strange sort of thing that his existence fade away like that. I wonder if another cat could still smell him from something around that still holds his smell. Chasing him in the dream is like following his smell. It’s so real that he feels so close but that is clouded by the feeling that he will never come back.
For me dreams about cats are very much more real than other nonsense dreams. Most of the dreams are fairly obvious and derive from my subconscious and are based in reality. Clearly Red is still very close to me, or it has not been very long. Whereas, when I dream of Canada Gigi I am able to let her go more easily although I feel the same excitement when I actually see her.
It took me a long time to get over leaving Gigi behind in Canada. It would have been over the top selfish to bring her here at the time. I think my dreams about Red will take a long long time to calm down a bit so that when he comes and goes in a dream I am not left with a huge feeling of emptiness. I haven’t dreamed specifically about my other cats. I mean I have dreamed of ‘my current cats’ but they are different colors and kinds of cats who are ‘my cats’ in the dream. I wonder if things could work the other way around and I meet a cat on the street who I spent time with in a dream. Now that would be freaky.