ancientgirl
July 12th, 2008, 01:01 PM
I had the most horrific nightmare last night. For some reason I was living in some house with roommates. In the dream I knew the people, but in reality I have no clue who these people are.
At one point, I was in a living room area and Maks came in. I immediately knew something was wrong with him because he was stumbling around. When he looked at me his eyes were swollen and almost shut. I went to him and grabbed him and ran around begging people to help me.
He died in my arms. I went nuts and just became totally hysterical and inconsolable.
I woke up in a panic! As soon as I felt him against me I calmed down.
My only consolation is in the dream he was just a little kitten, around 4 months old. I say consolation because since he's much older now I don't feel it such an ominous dream. I can't even fathom why I would dream something like that. I can only imagine it's just a manifestation of some of these stories about animal cruelty I read. This is why I hate reading those things.
I love my little guy so much. I love them all dearly, but Maks tugs at my heart in a different way. I think it's because he had such a rough start, with that skin condition and getting those treatments and my not being able to bring him home for several days after I found him. And he's just such a skittish little guy and always wants to cuddle with the others. :cloud9:
I hope I never have a dream like that again!
At one point, I was in a living room area and Maks came in. I immediately knew something was wrong with him because he was stumbling around. When he looked at me his eyes were swollen and almost shut. I went to him and grabbed him and ran around begging people to help me.
He died in my arms. I went nuts and just became totally hysterical and inconsolable.
I woke up in a panic! As soon as I felt him against me I calmed down.
My only consolation is in the dream he was just a little kitten, around 4 months old. I say consolation because since he's much older now I don't feel it such an ominous dream. I can't even fathom why I would dream something like that. I can only imagine it's just a manifestation of some of these stories about animal cruelty I read. This is why I hate reading those things.
I love my little guy so much. I love them all dearly, but Maks tugs at my heart in a different way. I think it's because he had such a rough start, with that skin condition and getting those treatments and my not being able to bring him home for several days after I found him. And he's just such a skittish little guy and always wants to cuddle with the others. :cloud9:
I hope I never have a dream like that again!
