Micro goats "Inception" style

So it was a while since the last post here, but It's really not my choice. I have had a hard time remembering anything I dreamed about in recent time. Therefore I decided to do it a little bit differently. I will create a new page on this journal and there I will be putting fragments of dreams I do remember after waking up. Stuff that is just too short to make an actual post about them, but it would be a shame to have them lost. It will not show up on the main page, so if you are interested, you might want to check it from time to time.

The dream from today's night was very normal, but had one interesting part to it. It was a layered dream, you know, a dream where you wake up from one dream, but you are still in a second dream. That dream was about a goat I had, a miniature goat. Really fun, little animals. And that was pretty much it. It was about me taking care of the goat. I was playing with it, taking it out so it could eat grass and I was selling the milk to my neighbors. A really feel good kind of dream. I don't remember what was it's name or even if it had one, but that was it.

I woke up into the next dream and saw my computer mouse is dismantled, not completely, but part of it was removed and put next to it. I grabbed the screwdriver and took apart the case. Then I started putting it back together. Right before I finished I woke up completely to consciousness. First thing I looked at was my mouse, it was fine... and a different model entirely, not even slightly resembling the mouse from the dream.

And suddenly cows

This one isn't actually from this night, but from the night before. I got a little on the down side of life recently, so my motivation to write took a hit as well. Sorry, for that, but as I stated before, I will only write when there will be something to write about and only when I will feel like it. By now I literally do not remember anything about the dream and can only recall the events here thanks to the notes I made.

It was another one of those "why?" kind of dreams, where not much makes sense and I'm ok with that. I'm not ok with that, but I guess it'll have to do. I was at a house in the countryside with a part of my family and some friends and at one point I decided to go out and walked out into the downtown - from the countryside, into the downtown of a city, just by opening the door, wrap your heads around that. Didn't really think much about it, took it as a very normal occurrence. Suddenly a cow body fell a few meters away from me, took it as a normal thing as well.
I was joined by a someone, I'm guessing it was one of the people present there, but at this point I have no idea who that was and we started talking about stuff. Few minutes later we heard a loud spring noise and the sky got covered in flying cow parts that after a second in the air plummeted and crashed hard all around us. While dogging the falling bovine - a very normal thing as you can expect by now - I said: Well, that means the meat will be fresh at least. The person with me asked: Today is Tuesday? Then yeah, there won't be any slaughtering this week anymore.
We went back inside the building into the garden, cause every building has an indoor garden and saw that one of the falling carcasses fell right on top of the grill. "Perfect, dinner" I thought. But we couldn't really enjoy the meal, as bugs started to appear everywhere. People around me tried to fight the insect invasion by doing bad karate and other, unspecified types of martial arts.

I woke up.