Dream last night: Laura and I are driving somewhere. We stop by a country church for a break. There is a small pond, and I see an otter climb out of the water! Walking closer, we see a dozen otters cavorting in the pond. Suddenly our cat Nala, who has apparently been in the car with us, races past, leaps into the pond, and sinks!
When she doesn't resurface, I jump in after her, and search the pond, increasingly despairing. Somehow I find that the pond opens into the church basement; Laura has found her way to the same room by going through the building. I begin to tell her that I am afraid Nala is gone, when suddenly cats start to come out from behind the furniture; the fourth cat is Nala, happy and dry. (One of the cats is hip tall, tail like a Bengal cat, and covered with designs like tribal tattoos.)
Dream analysts, go to it!