Maybe I'm not a Coug Fan no more

On Monday night I had the freakiest dream while sleepin on my G-ma's couch ----Hey that is the second one. Maybe the couch has some mystical dream power,anyways

Neal and I are wildlife assaulting again, but this time we're over by the slides next to the woods in our subdivision and we're chasing something into the brush-- probably some possum-- anyways-- Neal's ten feet away from me when this thing jumps out of the blackberry thorns in the woods and runs across 138th St. Then it stops, turns around and sees me. I'm frightened but still calm. It runs at me and tries to pounce on me, but I kick it with my bad-knee-leg and it bites into my shoes-- they were leather and the fangs didn't penetrate. I was terrifi while trying to hit and punch the thing. While it's clawing at me with it's mouth stuck to my foot, I pull out a .357 Magnum (those are the choice anti-rape protection for women to keep in their purse. ) or some revolver similiar and shoot the COugar in the chest area. It still doesn't back off and I try to fire again but I can't (because the pistol is a single-shot or only has one shell), but the noise of the dry-firing makes the Cougar back off a little bit and I book it towards Mr. Lynch's house because for some reason he has 2 dogs and in the dream I'm convinvced it'll scare off the mountain lion.

So, Neal and I book it down the long driveway to the big house he has and frantically knock on the door as the wildcat stalks us up the driveway. This lady is sitting on the couch inside, shaking her head as we give her desperate looks through the big glass front door, so I get fed up of the lady's inconsiderate behavior, so I yank open the door and Neal and I run inside and slam the door just as the cougar arrives. The lady gives us dirty looks and tells us to sit on the couch and watch TV after we tell her about the cougar. Then this big (when I mean big, I mean both fat and big) walks into the living room and sits next to us on the couch. The lady calls our dad who shows up and is glad we're safe. He drives us home and the dream ends.

I was so dang terrified in that dream. I swear I will never go hiking on our property in Montana without a BIG gun at my side.


Ohh-- and the freakiest thing, so...

Two days later, there is this show on Animal Planet or something called WHEN THE BEAST STRIKES or something. It was about animal attacks on humans, and that day, it was on COUGARS!!!!!!!!! And this one guy died and this other lady nearly died because the same cougar mauled both of them.

I'm not even kidding you,, I was so freaked out. I will never go out into the woods again without a gun. When I turn 21, I'm not going anywhere without a gun, just in case.