I unfortunately haven't had long enough dreams to share, or else I would have. I have only been remembering little pieces. Here are some...

In one I was awoken by birds while I was sleeping (a common problem in real life). I looked at the clock and saw that it was 1am, and got very angry that I was awakened at such an unGodly hour. I sat up and lifted the blinds on my window and yelled outside to tell the birds to shut up (like that would help!). Then I noticed something very peculiar.... it was sunny outside. We're talking broad daylight at 1am, a time when it should be pitch black. As I looked out into my backyard (I don't have one in real life, I live in an apartment building) I saw a cougar sitting on the fence. Just then it noticed me and ever so gracefully leapt down and sauntered over to my window. For a moment I was panicked thinking that it would tear through the screen and attack me, but I was instead amazed to see it lay down in front of my window, purring, wanting to be pet. Still scared I stroked it as best as I could, through the screen; I didn't trust it enough to open the window.
Eventually it got up and left and so I climbed out my window and walked around the backyard to investigate this strange daylight phenomena. I found a bicycle leaning on the fence and hopped on it and began to ride in circles around the backyard. I just couldn't get over how bright it was when it *should* be nighttime....
I woke up.

In another dream I was walking along a street on a nice day. Beside me was a concrete fence, slightly taller than waist height. Just beyond the fence I noticed a group of Muslims bowing in prayer, and stopped to observe. I was very interested in what they were doing, and what the rituals were. I walked around the group and snuck into the mosque to have a look around. It was a very modern building, with the interior not looking much like a place of worship. I made my way down into one of the lower levels, and while snooping around I found a washroom. Figuring this to be as good a time as any for a pitstop, I decided to make use of the facilities. When I was in the bathroom I set down a few of my belongings on the back of the toilet (on the tank) while I washed my hands and freshened up in the mirror. Only now do I notice that my belongings included a few mini flags of Israel (no, we Jews don't make a habit of walking around with Israeli flags...it's a dream afterall!). As I was finishing up I opened the door to the bathroom and found a Muslim woman standing at the door, looking shocked and unhappy upon finding me. She began to demand who I was and what I was doing there as I scrambled to gather up my flags so as to not give away that I'm a Jew in a place I clearly don't belong. I was scared and it showed. She demanded again to know who I was and as I was fumbling to come up with a lie....I woke up. :-)

In this dream I was Angelina Jolie (I wish!) and seemed terribly stressed out and on skid row. I had a baby with me and nowhere to go, though I don't know the circumstances that lead me to that point in time. I decided to turn to my brother and see if he would let me stay with him, though he himself was not much better off. When he let me into his apartment I noticed he had a lot of children running around, all under the age of 2 or so. He mumbled some kind of explanation but I didn't catch it (or don't recall it now).
I put my baby down to play with the other kids (on an unfinished and dirty plywood floor) and headed into the filthy bathroom to clean up a bit and regroup. After a sufficient stint in the bathroom I walked back out into the room of babies, only to be followed by a child who came running after me saying something about somebody bleeding in the bathroom (I can't recall the details, whether the child said who it was or not). I asked where, thinking it was odd that I was just in there and hadn't noticed, and the child took my hand and lead me in. When I walked back in I saw a woman slumped on the floor in the corner that I hadn't noticed before. When I approached her and took her into my arms, we were now in the bathtub where she was laying (why do dreams do that?? flip and change with no rhyme or reason??). I recognized her as my grandmother's sister (who passed away two years ago in real life) and she had committed suicide. I just held her in my arms and stroked her hair and talked to her...asked her why she did it.. with no answer of course.
This dream freaked me out so much it woke me right up.

I have a huge fear of tornadoes and dream about them often. I had another one last night in which I was up high in a skyscraper /building when I saw a tornado heading our way. Terrified to be up so high when a tornado was about to hit I started screaming at my family to hurry up and get out of the building. We dashed towards the elevator and made it down to the ground floor in time. I ran outside (duh) to have a look to see if I could spot the tornado. Indeed I did as I freaked out and ran back inside. /end dream. lol

I also had a few dreams involving having to make strange choices between saving two kittens or disarming an atomic bomb. There was a third choice that I can't now recall, but I do remember saying in the dream that my options sucked ("those are my only options??? Saving some kittens, saving the world or (blank)???"). In the end I opted to save the kittens. ha! Screw the world. :-P