The Dream That Wasn't Just A Dream Options

[marklovesbicky]

Hi All
Last night I had the most extraordinary and wonderful dream.
It was fleeting but so real....

It was a simple scene, taking place in a nondescript day. I opened my car door and on the passenger seat was my little Bicky curled up in a ball. He looked at at me with with happiness and relief, his little tail wagging. He appeared as he did a year or so before he passed; a little older but healthy.

I remember I stood looking at him and thinking to myself "this is impossible, Bicky is dead". But then I thought "I don't care how unreal this is, I'll take it". I then reached over to him and hugged him tightly. His snout nuzzling my neck. His warm breath massaging my neck, just as we would do countless times in our all-too-short time together. I felt so connected with him, so complete and content.
Then I woke up.
But instead of that disappointed feeling one would think I would have after having my Bicky and then losing him again, I felt warm and thankful.
At first I concluded that it was just a dream, but later on in the day, it occurred to me that perhaps it was Bicky's way of making contact with me.
The universe is full of wonders and I believe anything and everything's possible.

This has given my such great comfort.
Anyway, I thought I would share it with all of you.

[Gretta's Mom]

Hi Mark

Of course I will ask both Gretta (the kindest chocolate lab who ever lived) and Rufus (my beloved half black lab/half Newfie) to carry a mseeage to Bicky that his dad misses him more than there are stars in the sky and loves him twice as much as that.

No, Mark, you aren't crazy. When our very special animals go home to the Perfect World, they leave a piece of their hearts with us and they take aa piece of our hearts with them. It's the missing piece of our hearts that keeps on hurting. And i think the hurt is in proportion to the love we have for them and they have for us.

Someday we will meet them again, exchange pieces, and live forever in the Perfect World.

And one more thing I have found out about our loves living in the perfect World: as spirits they can be anywhere even if we can't see or her or touch them. And they can be two places at once, too. They are still on their jobs, watching over us, guiding our steps and most importtantly, loving us and receiving our love exactly as always.

Sometimes tears are just behind our eyes for weeks on end .... it's not crazy, it's love.

Gretta's mom and Rufufs's mom, too