So last night, I had a dream that I hatched a baby rat from an egg. I had to nurse it with a bottle. It had a face like a dragon and was very affectionate towards me. I was bringing it from vet to vet trying to figure out the best way to care for it, but they were all too rough and I had to protect the baby rat. I seemed to be the only one gentle enough to handle it without hurting it. I was happy in the dream - the rat and I bonded. Interpretation to follow...
A photo *the amazing boyfriend* took in the middle of the night of my rat shrine. The candle is the 'universe' candle from my altar, the orange was a gift from a Chinese co-worker and is sitting atop a small lotus flower plate that my grandmother gave me, and the rat is something I bought on a whim for a New Year's costume on the eve of 2008... I was going to be an alley cat, but wound up throwing on a gown and my cat mask at the last minute. This little guy has been sitting atop my desk at work ever since and after that dream, now I know why!