I miss my pets so much. And worse, I know they miss me and are wondering why I am not there to look after them.
I just had a dream, just before I woke up. I was so real I could feel it, and I was convinced I was back home.
I felt my cat walk over the bed, over my stomach and sit on my chest in that annoying possessive way he has. It felt so real I thought I must have traveled and be back home. I opened my eyes and he looked lovingly into mine and I looked lovingly into his, he kneaded mu chest and said, in a very strange voice which I knew was so typical for him, ”Can… Can cats come back?”
And I had this horrible feeling that something had happened to him, that he was dead and had searched half the globe for me and was terribly pleased he had found me. And then he faded and I woke up.
And now I feel really unhappy and sad…