My sister and I were heading out on a trip. Instead of regular transportation, we used partial rings that flew. They were like horseshoes. To fly, we held onto the ends of the traveling devices. They were made of a soft material, similar to a padded steering wheel. They allowed us to fly with great speed, up and around, through the sunny sky.

Once we got to where we wanted to go (it seemed like we were at our cousin’s house) we had a great time. We visited with other relatives, ate delicious food, and played a card game, or two.

After a time, my sister had somewhere else to go, so I headed home. I found myself holding the cat carrier with Rocky Girl in it. The carrier door would not stay shut. I asked for wire or string, but no one would give me any. They said they didn't have anything, and they weren't giving me any wire at $54 a roll.

I found a way keep the door shut, and placed the carrier in a small one person helicopter. As I said my good byes, I noticed Rocky Girl walking around in the helicopter. She had gotten out of her carrier. As I opened the door, I managed to catch her when she tried to jump out.

As I sat in the helicopter, I realized I didn't know how to start it up.

All of a sudden a horseshoe was in my hands and I was flying. I wasn’t doing a good job at flying, but at least I was aloft.

I came upon a group of others flying the same strange contraptions. I assumed they were going to Disney World, but they agreed that I could fly with them. There were a couple large white ducks also flying with them. The family, two younger boys, a woman, and a guide (perhaps the father) and I flew. Before we could fly at full speed, I had to put a diaper on Rocky Girl. I had a very small diaper to use, and it was cut in half.

While we were on the ground, Rocky Girl did something strange. I alerted the guide that there was a menace, to the right. After he confronted the menace, and it flew away, or was thrashed, or something, the guide asked me how I knew. I explained that Rocky Girl had dirtied her diaper and I needed to change her. All I had was the second half of the first one. I put that one on, but it wasn't very good. The back half had nothing to keep it on.

Someone mentioned getting a ride to town, so I asked them to get me some string or wire and some tape; scotch tape. I tried to change my request to duct tape.

The guide said “no, scotch tape would be better.”

This whole time, I was holding Rocky Girl in my arm, like a football, tense against my side. She was becoming tame when other people were around, but she didn't much appreciate the whole experience.

Before I managed to get the diaper taped properly, and the flight started, I woke up.
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I think the dream was brought on by Rocky Girl jumping up on the curtain rod, my having to bring her down so I could sleep, and the food and drink my sister and I consumed at a local restaurant. The total came up to $53 something.

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