Would you believe this if I tell you?
My dog just died earlier today, and before that happened, I dreamed...
In my dream, I was on top of a white building. On the rooftop.
I just noticed that my dog, Heidi, was trying to jump her way up to where I was standing. I glanced down, and saw her futile attempts.
I tried to reach out to her and pull her to where I am using my right hand. I did manage to grab her left paw, but it slipped.
Eventually, she fell down... and I saw how she falls... in slow motion. When she landed, there was no blood. Just her body, and she's lying helplessly.
I can't do anything. I stood frozen, watching how she tried to move...
Then I woke up......
I was actually crying.
That dream was last Tuesday night. Wednesday passed, and then Thursday came.
Today is Thursday, and she died.
Just like in my dream......
Strange, isn't it?
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
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