Then I left the cave, and a white shark, about two meters long, swam along the river (about 10 centimeters deep, a very shallow river, almost a stream). The thought flashed through my mind that I left the cave just in time, otherwise it would be difficult to catch the shark with my hands. Especially if you're a cat.
And then I was catching sparrows. They were making fun of me! I don't remember how, but it was very annoying. I even tried to prove to them that I wasn't catching them just for fun, but because they were very nasty, harmful, and had a cruel sense of humor. Unlike mice. Mice are great, that's why I don't catch them.
Well, in general, I did catch one or two sparrows and treated them cruelly. It's a good thing it was a dream and I was a cat, otherwise I would have thought that I had some particularly sadistic tendencies.
That's the story.