The foolery of mundane dreams

So this morning my cat woke me up at five asking for food. (My alarm is set for 5:10 on weekdays, and I feed him by 5:40, so I can hardly blame him, except that he seldom wakes me pre-alarm when it's actually set. I think he KNOWS.) I got up, gave him some food, and went back to bed. Then I got up, let him out, and went back to bed. Then I heard him meowing loudly, thought he must want to come in, and got up to find that he was already in. Since I am alone in the house this weekend, this caused brief panic, until I remembered that while I'd been letting him out I'd been talking to my son, who is in South Carolina, and realized that letting the cat out had been a dream. It's the boring ones that get you.

I fed the cat more, went back to bed, dreamed about someone walking into my bedroom (wearing a nightgown, oddly), woke up and let the cat out, probably dreamed about something else mundane (I recall an earwig) and then let the cat in, slept a little more while the cat slept on my bed, and then got up at 7:30. I am hoping not to be fooled by anything today.