I had a dream last night...

[mstakenidentity]

...what a lovely dream it was.

I was sitting in my kitchen, reading, when the back door opened and Menelaus slipped through. I put down my book and picked him up, "But, sweetie, you're dead!" he purred and snuggled in to my chest. I looked, his grave was disturbed, he'd just been asleep all the time, like in a coma, not dead at all! So when he'd woken up he'd climbed out and come inside.

I sat with him and stroked him, petted him, played with him, felt his warm little body against my hands and face. I kissed him. I woke up.

Surprisingly, waking did not upset me, although it meant I remembered that he was dead. I've been wishing and wishing for one last chance to hold him, to say goodbye, and I think my subconcious gave me that last night.

Comments

[laurenmitchell.livejournal.com]

That's a very sweet dream and I'm glad it gave you that chance to say goodbye.

[nearlyalegume.livejournal.com]

Maybe it wasn't just your subconscious... maybe he was letting you know that he's all right.

I'm glad you had the chance to say goodbye to him. It sounds like it was a wonderful dream.

[sejabop.livejournal.com]

That is the sweetest thing ever. Cats are very powerful and I *believe* magical as well...why do you think they have been worshiped since the dawn of man? I totally believe it was his way of reaching his little paw out to you to tell you that he loves you and that he is going to be fine. I really hope the dream stays with you and helps heal your heart.

[realcdaae.livejournal.com]

I still occasionally have dreams with the dog I grew up with in them. I sort of know in them that he's not meant to be around, but feel so glad to be able to see him and cuddle him again.