Memo to self: Give subconscious a raise.

So, I dreamed that I was being forced to cook hamburgers on a hibachi grill for Hitler. And he was all snarky about how long it was taking, but it wasn't my fault, because the grill was turned all the way up but just wouldn't get hot enough.

So while the burgers were cooking I went out on a farm to do some research, except the milk cows kept charging me, so I had to lock them in their pastures with some seriously flimsy fencing - which kept me out of the areas I needed to study.

I found a fluffy orange cat and her kitten under one of the barns, and was petting them when the owners of the farm found me. "Oh," they said, "So you're good with cats? We have something for you to do." And they sent me back to the hibachi grill. The burgers were finally done, but the problem now was that there was a lynx holed up under one of the picnic tables, and it was my job to tame it down and coax it out of there.