I was at a Star Trek convention with about a dozen of my Trekkie friends. In fact, we were the only ones there so there was no line at all to get autographs from Bill and Leonard. Bill kept running off to see what was going on at the other convention in the same building - something to do with Adobe software. Then there was a dinner with a lot of people. Bill and Leonard were seated on a dais. My friends and I were jammed in at a table right up front. Bill started singing "The Impossible Dream" and came over to me and started scratching my head. I closed my eyes in ecstacy but then I realized he was carrying a weasel or a ferret or something like that and I opened my eyes because I was afraid the ferret was scratching my head. He gave me the ferret even though I didn't want it and tried to give it back. Somehow it got flattened into a rug but it was still alive and now it was mad. I really wanted to get rid of it! Bill was on a tight schedule and left so there I was, holding a flat ferret.
I woke up thinking of Connie Willis's truly creepy story "All My Darling Daughters."
All in all, not a fun dream.