Sometimes I pretend that I am flying through the air, above the trees looking down at tiny dots below me that are houses and cars and trees, or I'm flying through clouds, or I'm following a flock of birds...oh, this is so much fun...
Other times I keep my feet on the ground (or barely) and I dream that I am in Africa (I saw it on tv!!) chasing a gazelle or a zebra...brr duh da domp, brrr duh da DOMP...the sound of me galloping on the dry, powdery ground...
...my heart is racing like crazy because I am so close to the striped beast that my whiskers are touching it.....
Tiny told me that she also daydreams, but usually about chasing a dog...
I don't know what she has about chasing dogs, but frankly, I think she needs to watch more t.v., the girl is so boring! She even said that when she dreams about flying, she just dreams about flying into a tree to catch a bird (even though Mom forbids us to catch birds!!)...she's so boring I'm starting to fall asleeeeeeeeeeee
