Dreamt that I was outside with Artie on a bright summer's day. He introduced me to his sister and her husband. She happened to be Tanya Roberts. She asked if I wanted to see their apartment and slid open a garage type of door. Inside, upstairs, there were shelves full of brass knick-knaks like bells and candlesticks, looked like a flea market. Then, I slid down a slide to the second floor where she had a big stereo case with a glass door. In there she had two cats and a big fluffy gray owlet. The cats were pawing at the door. I let them out. I told her she was not going to be able to keep the owlet in the "terrarium" forver, and she said he was fine.
