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hegelsmom
post Jan 3 2005, 09:16 PM
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I want to share my dream from this morning. I have so been hoping to be "visited"
by Hegel in a dream. Over the years, my 19 year old cat who died 7 years ago,
has occassionally visited.
This morning, I was dreaming about my grandmothers house. She has been dead
about 25 years. I often dream about her house for some reason. The family
doesn't even own it anymore. But I often dream of it.
This morning, I was dreaming of walking through it. I was in the living room, and there was Hegel! He was sleeping so peacefully in a rocking chair! I scooped him
up and said "oh it's you, it's really you!" It was so real, and he was so soft! I said
"I'm taking you home!" and I started to run. Then, there was a blinding white light,
and I woke up.
I was so upset, I nearly hyperventilated lying there in bed. In some ways the dream
brought me peace, as that house holds only pleasant memories for me, but my
"desperate psychosis" of wanting him back was disappointed.

I went to see my vet this afternoon, the one who sent me to the Animal ER.
I told her my dream, and she cried. She said she has had dreams about her past
pets, and is particularly haunted by her dog that had a brain tumor. She put him
to sleep herself! on her birthday! She got really emotional talking about it.
I was telling her what bad shape that I had been in. She tried to alleve my guilt
about my feelings of negligence for not noticing sooner how sick my cat was.
It helped as I sat there with her, but of course, I'm breaking down again now.
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Pamela
post Jan 4 2005, 02:58 AM
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My Aunt used to tell me she loved to dream about her mother, and family passed cause it was spending more time with them. I dont dream alot that I can remeber anyway, and never of my family members..but after Moose died, there was a knock on the door and it was my dad and moose was lying by a pile of dead grass and he jumped up and ran to me and I was saying oh look it is really you and your back is not broken anymore. I sure miss my boy with all my heart. Pamela


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Moose, you were a gift for my heart and my soul. I am so thankful to have had you. I love you forever My Mooser.1995-2004
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