I dreamed of designing a trebuchet to toss obnoxious cats over the back fence (of a yard wholly unlike any where I’ve ever dwelt). It would be calibrated to minimize energy of impact; I may be an ogre but I’m no monster.
Ironically, I was awakened by the protests of a cat who had somehow been shut into my bedroom.
Whenever I have a dream about events at home, my home in the dream is quite unlike any of my real dwellings.