I was in the midst of a wonderful and incredible dream in which lots of extremely interesting animals were coming into my house, one after the other. There was a stoat , small and large dogs, a tiny kitten (awwww but then it threw up a mouthful of worms so became instantly less 'awwww, and more ' ugh get away from me fluffball'), a large marsupial of some kind, and some large furry thing that was very cute until it regurgitated an entire dead something or other with the fur still on it. My DD was just looking out of the door, screaming 'oh my god I just saw a giant cockroach running past -on fire!' , and we were discussing the mad nature of the animals, when In the real world I was rudely awoken by
MNWAAAAARRRRRRR MNWARRRRRRRMNWARRRRR - the distinctive 'I've brought you a mouse' call of my fatter cat.
After stumbling down the stairs i met said poor mouse (and proud looking cat) and did what I usually do - pick it gently up (the mouse) And then, scared (unsurprisingly) it bit me (the mouse). Ouch.
After putting it (the mouse) gently out in the garden (hopefully not to be brought back in in a few minutes or more likely when I'm back sound asleep) I washed the cut and read all about rabies and tetanus. The NHS website on animal bites, helpfully states "If the bite has severed a body part like a finger or ear, wash it with tap water, wrap it in clean tissue, and store it in a plastic bag surrounded by ice so it can be transported to hospital."
. I have a small puncture wound. 
It's not going to kill me, is it? And what the hell is going on in my dreams?