today i woke up in the morning from a dream in which my dog jessie was dying. her fur had turned inexplicably white, like some sort of siberian husky dipped in white paint. this was the sign of death, in the dream. it was disturbing, and i was glad to discover, upon waking, that it was only a dream.
12 hours later, she passed away. not part of the dream.
2/08/2008
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a very special episode of 'one thing i did today.'
february 7 is an awful day for this blog.
and life.
Luke, I'm SOOOO sorry. I wish I was there to give you a hug. I know how awful it is to lose a pet. <3
JESSIE! :(
If I was there I'd also give you a hug.
so instead, you get an internet hug.
I hope you're okay.
also - are you psychic?
i hope not. if so, i have a lot of friends that had better watch out.
i think i just dream about death a lot.
Shit, I'm sorry to hear that Luke. That really sucks.
Also, as I'm sure you can tell from my not-very-eloquent response, we haven't quite gotten to the grief counseling part of vet school yet. But seriously, losing a pet is terrible. I'm really sorry.
kisses
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