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.

Hegel's Mom,

I know exactly what you're talking about! I keep hoping to dream about Butch, but I haven't, despite spending about 20 hours a day in bed since Friday. Yet, as wonderful as it would be to see her and hold her and talk to her in my dream, I can't help thinking about how sad I'll be when I wake up and she's still gone.

Your vet sounds like a very compassionate woman. Imagine how much she must adore animals that on her own birthday, she would make the supreme sacrifice to spare her pet from suffering.

While feeling guilt is part of mourning, you seem to be heaping so much of it upon yourself. Hegel's Mom, there's no way you could possibly have known what was going on inside Hegel's body. I would bet that given his medical history and his symptoms, if you had brought him to the vet, the vet would have given him prednisone, just as you did. I don't think it's a matter of not noticing that he was as sick as he was. Cats tend to carry on as though nothing is all that wrong up until things are VERY VERY wrong. That is their nature. The only possible thing a cat owner could do, I think, would be to bring their cat to the vet for blood work once a week for its entire life, and who would ever do that to their poor cat?

Please, Hegel's Mom, give yourself a break. It is not your fault Hegel got sick.

Dear Hegelsmom,

Even though the time you got to spend with Hegel was brief in your dream, it still sounds wonderful. It sounds like he was sending you a message of being at peace and being in a very safe place.

Take care,
Kathleen

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

Dear Hegel'smom,

I hope you found some comfort in seeing Hegel in your dream. Funny, I just told my husband last night that I often dream of my grandmother's house, which is not even there anymore. (My grandmother has been gone for 15 years.) I'm always walking through the rooms and it looks just like it used to. I had a dream of her house on Sunday night and then I ended up in my house (in my dream) and there was my Rusty. He came over to me and I was so surprised to see him. I bent down and kissed and hugged him and felt the top of his soft little head again. It was so nice, like he really was there again. When I woke up, it was very sad not having him there but I did feel a little bit of comfort in seeing him again in my dream.

Take care,

Lynn

I think sometimes we dream about our furbabies and they are just dreams, but I am convinced that at other times there is something else going on and that there can be dreams that are more than just dreams.

I had a border collie who died of leukemia 18 years ago. She was 7 and the love of my life and I thought I would never get over loosing her.

1 month after she died I had one of those special dreams. When I say special I mean it was a kind of lucid dream. It was all totally real and everything about it was surrounded by a brilliant white light. The intensity of feeling that came during the dream made me think that I was awake within the dream.

I was floating in a kind of out of body experience in this lucid dream and then suddenly I saw her running towards me. Everything about it was so real as I hugged her ... I could smell her, feel my fingers on her fur, feel her hot breath on my face. It was such a real experience that as I woke from the dream I sat bolt upright in bed and knew that it had really happened. I put my hands up to my face and I could smell her on my hands.

I have had many animals before and since and have dreampt about them all many times but I have never had a dream like that again. The experience makes me truely believe that our babies are still alive and waiting for us and that very occasionally, if there has been a very special bond, then perhaps they can sometimes reach us in our dreams.

I haven't posted for a few weeks as I am in such a dark pit of depression and loneliness at the moment that words don't come easily. It is now a month since Ellie died and I'm not handling it very well at all. I shouldn't be lonely, I've got a lovely family and good friends, but I can't help being lonely for her, and her dear little furry body to kiss and cuddle.

Love to you all
jilly