I dreamt that I'd finally moved out and got my own place, in a moon colony, instead of on earth.
There were some aliens that really didn't want me to move in, so I had to kill them. One of those bastards had a flamethrower, so I drowned him in a soapy water puddle (...what?).
The rest of the dream was mostly me pushing furniture round and reorganizing things, but eventually I got to a point that I opted to have a childhood pet unfrozen (what?), and I chose a cat named Zelda. (I've never had such a cat, but I had memories of it within the dream.)
I think she was a Maine Coon, because she had really long legs.
There was a second bed in my cave/apartment, which was probably her's, but she preferred to sleep on my tiny bedside table with her limbs dangling down.
I remember muttering "need to get a space collar for my moon cat".
Actually one of the most entertaining dreams I've had in a long time. 10/10