Last night (Thursday) I woke up to the sound of heavy breathing coming from the other pillow. Startled I turned, and there was Katy, my shih tzu dog who I've been missing. She bounded over and lay on my stomach while I petted and fussed over her. I was thinking that this was very strange because I'm in Korea, and I left her in Minnesota. But I could feel her; she was real. I had a moment's concern that maybe she had died and stopped to see me before crossing the rainbow bridge. But I could feel her; she was real. I puzzled over how she could be with me in my room in Korea but enjoyed her company.
Then I awoke -- for real. It had been a weird and very realistic dream in which I dreamed about waking up. Obviously I am missing my dog.
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