
Last night I dreamed that while the OH and I were hiking our dog fell off a cliff and was killed. The weird part is that it was our previous ESS, who has been gone for 14 years. It was awful, real as day and I woke up crying and couldn't stop for over half an hour. I can still see it, plain as anything as her little white body falls and falls and falls, then a thump.
I guess I'm worried about losing our current Lab, Jet, who will be 13 next week. She's not sick or anything but I do know the average age for Labs is only 12. I think maybe my mind is just getting me ready but what an awful way for it to work. I had sad, sad dreams about all my animals after they died, cats, dogs, horses, and I thought I was pretty good about handling the death of an older animal that has had a good life. A younger animal that dies before it's time is a different thing and we've had our share of those too.
I don't know what I expect out of posting here. Maybe I just know that it helps to tell such things to people who will understand and I don't want to keep seeing this dream, as I am now. I guess I'm giving it away by telling you. Thanks for listening.