Had a dream that I was in Paris again in a hotel room that had a patio. Mom was with me. She was up walking around the room and went over to open the sliding glass door. When she opened it a fluffy cat came running in and jumped up on the bed and began rubbing on me. Mom thought it was funny and asked if we should keep it. I said something about missing Franklin and wondered how we would get the cat home through customs. Thats all I remember of the dream.