I had the best dream last night. I dreamt I was walking past a tangle of bushes on the sidewalk and I heard mewing. I dug into the bush and there were three kittens. TINY ONES! They were gray tabbies and looked like this.
They were all tangled up and as I pulled them out I also pulled out a little pigeon wearing a tiny wreath around its neck.
In the dream it was obvious to me that they were friends and the kittens had made the wreath for the pigeon because it was special. Maybe it was the pigeon's birthday? Anyway it was an important pigeon.
I tried to convince my boyfriend to take them all home but he said the kittens were probably diseased because they'd been hanging out with the pigeon (though the pigeon was obviously distinguished, so this argument was flawed).