I woke up to a baby lion playing with me in bed, he was so cute. When he left, a fuzzy purple elephant puppet was alive and snuggling with me. He reminded me of snuffaluffagus and I was absolutely IN LOVE with him. When he left, the baby lion came back. He was getting bigger and didn't want to cuddle. He clawed at my window screen, I thought "Shit, my landlord's gonna kill me I gotta move outta here soon." I grabbed the growing lion cub and tried to hold him like a baby. He clawed my hands, it hurt and knew it would only hurt more the bigger he grew. I wrapped him in a blanket, he wouldn't domesticate, I suffocated him and put him in a box, I felt guilty, I woke up.