I got news from an old friend my cat, who’d been missing since our move, may have been sighted. I hope that it is him. Having Gimpy back would only make this house more of a home. I have never quite gotten over losing him. I always feared that he thought I’d abandoned him.
I dream about my animals. I like to think they visit me spiritually, but also accept it could be my subconscious manifesting wishful thoughts. One night I dreamt Sweet, my mom’s horse who had passed, was coming to Florida. I like to think he’s telling me he’s with us, that our home is his and always will be. Even as he was picking on Willow in the dream, that was the energy I got.