My dreams last night were filled with felines, great big ones.

I was walking through a party and talking to people. As I walked, I was startled to see a jaguar stalking majestically from the kitchen to the living room.

I complimented our new friends, Vir and Angela, on their amazing, jeweled, wraparound belts as the cat flowed by us. I was pretty captivated by the belts which depicted some sort of family crest pattern. Holding them up one by one to admire the intricate, irridescent beading of the designs, I discovered too late that Angelas wrap was broken in the middle, beads falling, falling, falling from it as I slid it from the table. I was dismayed and also more than a little bit agitated by the powerful predators presence amongst us.

I tried to gather all the beads together and returned them to her, then we started to walk outside. There were chairs and couches out by the fire and several young tigers lounged or leaped about amidst the human guests.

I was moving very slowly. It seemed appropriate behavior, surrounded as I was with huge carnivorous cats. I moved towards a chair and gasped as a gorgeous snow leopard pounced down right next to me. I was mesmerized by its softness, beauty and power. It looked directly into my eyes and I reached out in extreme slow motion to ruffle the fur around its head. The inscrutably potent look on its face told me nothing, I couldn't tell if those intense golden eyes radiated pleasure or anger. I felt that it could decide to bite me at any moment and yet I couldn't help but run my hand around its face and neck, caressing the thick, silver striped fur of its ears and jowls. I felt enchanted by some mysterious sensuous spell.

*Mrrrrrrroahhh!* Still gives me shivers to think about it.