Growling

Monday 10.7.13 Last night I went to bed at 11pm. That seems to be a sweet-spot for my good recall. I also had water before bed and when I woke up first time. But did not remember the dream when I woke up at night. My cat decided she wants to snuggle with me all night. When I was laying on my left side, she snuggled there, when I turned to the other, she stepped on me to get to the other side. I could not move without worrying about me rolling over her, se each time I wanted to change position, I completely woke up, sat up, looked where she is and tried to find a comfy position in a small space she allocated to me. I guess that is why I got a DILD. And also why I felt vibrations again, after a long time, when not WILDing. I did not remember dreams at night, but did remember them in the morning. Did not write them down, instead, re-told them with words each time I woke up in the morning. Now I remember 3 long, although not so detailed dreams. DR 1 - I am walking down a street with 1-2 others. Houses are villige type, single family, with yards between them. Someone said there was a monster chasing them. I look back to the end of the street and a black shape is starting to emerge. I say "oh, that is just a T-Rex". We duck into one house. It is rather long with lots of rooms in single row. We are looking out the windows, but being careful, so they do not see us. Somehow I am holding a cat in my arms and there is a Nazi someone there as well. Now we are outside and I am about to be kidnapped by this Nazi. DR 2 - I Am in my home town. Showing our garage to some friends from US, because they did not see one like this yet. I am telling them they should get some posters of the country, before going back home. DR 3 + DILD I am at my grammas house. She is shooting at a paper target on her wall with a smallish BB gun. (watched <PERSON> episode with him shooting guns) She points out a pretty bird outside a window. Size of a phasant. She wants my little brother to see it. But he cannot, until the bird moves. Now there is a large wolf about to get the bird. They are just watching, letting the nature do it is thing. But I take her gun and go outside to shoot the wolf. I shoot a few times, with no effect. I shoot him point blank, and nothing. I am standing now at arms length to the wolf. He is growling and showing his teeth. I am a little bit scared, but not enough to leave. Now I am inside again and there are lots of family members there. I look at my toes and start counting them. 1...2...3...4...5...6! Omg, I tell myself, how come I did not notice this before. I am a POLYDACTYL! But I think I say PTERODACTYL and I realize, that is how that dinosaurus got it is name. I also remember that some cats are like that. I count again and not there is 10 of them, and there would be even more, if I kept on counting. I realize I am dreaming. I walk outside and start flying. My dad comes out and jokingly tells me to come back. But I feel he is serious and if I was any lower, he would pull me down and I am a bit scared. I am above some low trees now and I remember, that last time I was not able to fly fast. So I try a few techniques a remember reading about. I do the superman, and also I put my legs and arms together. Does not work. I wake up soon after.