Oh...it's cool that my cat is my car too.

Actually...the line from my dream was "Oh...it's cool that Heinrich is my car too." But see...I knew none of you guys...ok...like only two of you guys...the two I know...would know who Heinrich was.
SO...I'm on my way to a friend's house for something important. I pull up into the drive...which is somehow inside a house...and realize that despite my little red hatchback being tiny...it still has its ass hanging out in the road...which might be a hallway since we're actually in doors...but I can't tell. The driveway is maybe...MAYBE 2 feet long. Right in front of my car is a bookshelf of about 4 feet in height and on the other side of that is a long slab that runs 12 to 15-ish feet on into what now seems like a dining room/garage. My logic dictates that if I continue driving forward my wheels will drive up the bookshelf so that my car is diagonal and no longer in the road. Somehow it works, but when I go to step out of my car it changes the dynamic and the car begins to roll backwards. My friend/student Cody is there now with his handlebar mustache and he's helping me try to figure out what to do. My car's wheels are now really close together...like the wheels of an ab roller (shut up) and I'm able to pick it up and set it onto the slab/table thing. Only...now, my car is green and plastic and the wheels are white. I see my cat Heinrich running by and am concerned that he can't fit in the garage as long as my car is there...but then my car turns into Heinrich and runs away...to which I respond "Oh...it's cool that Heinrich is my car too."