There was a cute little orange and white tabby cat in my dream. I had fallen asleep and woken up to it chillin by my open door, then it hopped in my bed and head booped me. It had a black collar around it with a little box so I was guessing that was gps in case it got lost? Idk. It was weird.
The house I was in had an unusual layout too. It was old, like I want to use the term antique but I know historical landmark would be more appropriate here. My room was in the south west corner of the house and it was bright from the large windows. The next room to the right had a few doors and the steps outside with the red metal screen door didn’t really make any sense. There wasn’t a lot of furniture in there, and the next room over was the parlor. Just north of my room on the SW side was another room I’d converted into another bedroom but it was originally supposed to be a pantry. It was almost as large as the other room and they were almost connected by the large sliding door anyway, but the one that was converted had my Korean blanket and looked a lot more like my room in my last apartment. I was sitting on that bed when I looked at the other room and noticed the bed in there had a brass frame like my mom’s. So I wasn’t sure which one to use as the primary room given their location and in the house and what was in them. To the right of this room was this large kitchen and open area, and kitty somehow ended upon the other side of the little black fence that was installed to keep him out, and he got to some food and was super happy about it. I was trying to figure out how to give him access to more than one room while keeping him away from that area and had to go around and figure out which doors to leave open and which ones to keep locked. I interacted with very few people in this dream and it was so minor I don’t feel like trying to remember it.