The other night I had a dream about our late dog Champ. I was too distraught to write it down, but I'll do so now that I've had another last night.
In the first dream, I turned the corner of our hallway to see him lying on the wooden floor like he usually did. When I saw him, I immediately knelt down and held his face in my hands, petting him and telling him I miss and love him. He just looked at me with those empathetic eyes, as if he felt my sadness and understood.
Then last night, I dreamt my family and I were all sitting in our living room when Champ suddenly came running in. He was so excited to see us. He came up to every one of us to let us pet and love him. He had no limp, no bumps, no signs of deterioration or agedness. It was like he was brand new and was so happy to show us all.
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Dream Journal
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