I had a dream last night, a dream that started out with no real significance but it ended up making me cry so much when I finally realized what it meant. 

I dreamed I was in the my house with my mother and we were getting new dogs. I was bringing them home and taking them inside to get accustomed to Tanky and Nacho (My current mutts, in real life.) But when I got inside, I saw my dog, Nanook laying on the floor as if he had always been there. (Nanook died nearly 4 years ago. He ran away and froze to death before we could find him.) In my dream, I just dropped everything and I ran to his side. I started sobbing and I pressed my face into his body. I kept asking him where did he go and telling him it's been so long. I kept repeating I love you, I love you. Don't you leave again. 

When I woke up I was completely out of it until I sat up and thought about it. I started crying because I knew it was COMPLETELY impossible for Nookie to come home and the fact of the matter was I still missed him. 

That dog was my baby. He was the first dog we had gotten when I was in 8th grade; he was just a little fluff ball then. I remember the first night he spent with us, we were going to kennel train him but he cried and howled. I felt so bad I took him out of the kennel and he literally slept wrapped around my head. 

After that he was mine. He would follow me around, come to me when I opened my arms and just lay on my lap. He come into my room every morning and sit up against me, not whining like he just wanted my company. This dog was my everything and when he got out of the house, I looked for him in negtive 12 degree whether for nearly 6 hours. I called his name and walked up and down every freakin' street for this dog but a part of me knew he wasn't coming home. Nookie had run away so many times before that but he always came back. This time was just different. 

I never found nookie but my dad did. He said he had died on the side of the road. He had froze to death. I don't know what they did with him after that. But frankly I was devastated.  I never loved something so much and I still love him so freaking much. I miss him EVERYDAY. I dream about him a lot. I dream about finding him, about bringing him home but some how he always leaves again or turns into something else. 

Haha, the fact of the matter is I grieve more about my Nanook then I have about the passing of family members. Lol.

Do you have any doggies or kitties, guys? Tell me about them?