Had a dream last night

[conuly]

where Finn hadn't died, and in fact the process of the "euthanasia" had recovered him to full health, happy and chipper and with lots of energy and mobility. In the dream I was actually annoyed that they'd sent us some other dog's ashes rather than admitting the truth, but you know in real life I'd be thrilled.

My dreams are not very subtle.

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[greenwoodside]

Other unsubtle dreams. Exhibit A
Dream: I murdered someone unknown and buried their body in the back garden.

Reality: had singed a tiny speck of my landlady's carpet due to uncareful ironing.

But yes -- years after her death, I dreamed my beloved pet spaniel was alive and well, and woke up feeling desperately sad and happy at the same time.

Still crying after all these years. Virtual hug offered.