Time to wake up

I had strange dreams between the snoozes of the alarm clock.

I dreamt that our octopus, who I call Pus (real name jinx), seriously started outgrowing his tank, and to express his displeasure of cramped quarters, started wandering around the house & terrorizing the cat (which we don't really have). For those of you who have not wrestled hand-to-hand with an octopus, they are freakishly strong. So we were doing a lot of cajoling, conniving, coaxing, to get Pus back into the water and to let go of the cat. When he got in the water WITH the cat, it was a bit touch & go, but all worked out, besides pissed off wet cat. We got glass covers for the tank, but he kept pushing around the edges and being generally playful, in a snag you & try to pull you in kinda way.

Just FYI, our pus will never actually get big enough to wrestle a cat into the water. When he's full grown, I'd place odds on the pus if a cat happened to fall into the water, but that's another matter.

Then somewhere in there it became dreams of fleeing from someone through a hospital. I think I was trying to outrun having to get up.