Fatty Catty Was an Ice Cream

That is what I dreamed last night.

I opened the freezer looking for ice cream. Fatty Catty was sitting on top of the refrigerator. I picked her up. She was stiff as a board but still alive. I tried to figure out where to bite her so it wouldn't hurt her. I tried to take a bite out of her back. There was no flavor. Just frozen Cat. I decided that it would hurt her to eat her.

I woke up.