Later, we had gotten down to a flat area near the water and had crossed a large, curvy road, more European than Market St. or the Embarcadero and had sat down on a large grassy area, almost a median. My parents were there too, all of a sudden. I was trying to get Kim to put the harness on Smokey so she'd be safe. Kim was giving me the, "You're too into rules and regulations," argument or somerthink akin to it. It got heated. She was appealing to my parents to support her and they sort of went along with the force of her will. Even Skylar was agreeing with Kim. I started getting really upset.
Eventually, I gave in. And then Smokey ran out into the big street after seeing some cat-attracting movement. I ran out after her. She was in a small concrete median with a big, black rabbit. I scooped her up. When I brought her back to the family, though, Kim was still giving me grief about the harness. I don't recall exactly, but I think Smokey got away a few more times before Kim finally helped me to put on the harness.
Then the dream shifted. There was like a giant movie preview in the sky. It started out with one of those, "From the director of," spiels. The movie was called Raffi. I don't remember much, but the images started with a man and a woman flying in that Chinese Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon way against a pretty obviously artificial cityscape of vaguely Middle Eastern-Mediterranean design. I'm not sure what happened in the rest of the preview, but I recall a lot of globe-trotting. It was definitely in that magic realism vein, a la the new Michel Gondry film with Gabriel Garcia Bernal, The Science of Sleep. I do recall, though, that it was set in the Middle East and therefore was engaging, as I was thinking while watching it in my dream, with the Iraq War etc. in interesting ways.