Lots of dreams all weekend. Some I remember better than others. Last night, or rather, this morning, Mad Dog was in the dream. He came home but he came home with this other cat that looked exactly like him only wasn't like him. We were calling the other cat the Not Nice Mad Dog. But I didn't want to be calling it Mad Dog at all. Also in this dreamin my living room where there is usually a door, there was a window and it was windy and I was trying to shut it better and pieces of it were braking off and blowing away. There was snow and wind and I was worried because now there was this large hole in our house near the ceiling. But my grandma seemed unconcerned and just said that it was ok because the windows woudl be arriving.