Dog Door Dream

A devil dog was at the dog door.  I had to stop him before he would ruin my house.  The plan was to throw my coffee cup at his nose as it poked into the room.  But now the little door was shrinking and when I tried to aim the cup it got stuck.  The dog was going to bite my hand so I screamed, get out!  and woke myself.  The poor cat, abruptly awakened by my thrashing, scrambled away and scratched my right hand. It looks like a tiny devil dog bite mark.

I've been packing coffee cups, as it happens, but I need a break. 

There may be a little anxiety about the new homeowners (on the part of the cat, of course.)