White Kitten Dove Dream

The last dream I had before I woke up today started in our living room, or a room very similar to it. Rebecca was asleep on the couch. Ariel was sitting next to her, and I noticed suddenly that Ariel (our white, deaf cat) was POINTING at the ceiling, in the corner. I said, “Oh my god, Ariel is pointing!” Rebecca barely stirred. I looked up at the ceiling where she was pointing, which was a spot where the ceiling's drywall was missing (construction?), and the AC ducts were exposed. I saw a white kitten laying on one of the air ducts, half hanging off, head pointing toward the floor, looking dead.

This reminded me that I just had a dream a few days ago that I found a white kitten in the air ducts, and that it was alive. I immediately went over, reached up, and gently pulled it down. I told Rebecca excitedly about the dream as I pulled the kitten down, though Rebecca was still mostly asleep. I cradled the kitten in my arms and tried to feel for life, and I felt it! She was alive, though weak. I laid her gently on the floor and examined her. She seemed like she had been up in the rafters for a very long time. Her eyes looked badly damaged, and I realized that she was probably blind. She didn't have the strength to move. As I examined her eyes and pet her gently, she sensed that I was there near her face, and sniffed at me. Her eyes were wide open, but her pupils were closed. I felt sad about her being so weak, and especially about her being blind. As I thought about whether I should bring her canned food and water or milk or what, while staring at her eyes, I thought, “I would rather have a damaged kitten than no kitten at all,” and I suddenly became very happy and grateful to have this chance to save her and give her a good life, and to have her in mine.

As soon as I thought this, a celestially beautiful song started playing while I was appreciating the beauty of the situation and of the kitten herself. It was similar to a Scottish folk song with a high, lyrical female voice singing, but with more of a choir / chorus effect. I remember the last two words of each stanza, which were: “with love” and “White Dove.” Right after hearing “White Dove,” I woke up with a great sense of peace and joy.