Just becoming more and more relaxed until he was gone.

I found this to be such a beautiful memorial that I decided to re-blog the entire dream (which is not the entire blog entry).

- photo credit: Sherri (on sherrisreadingjubilee.blogspot.com)

It has been sunny for five days now. Last night I had a dream in which Harry the dog was old, and he went to sleep in the sunshine out by the end of the driveway, lying on his side, totally relaxed and warm, and he gently and peacefully died there in his sleep, just becoming more and more relaxed until he was gone. In the dream I was in the living room, and when I looked out the window, I saw that my father, who loved flowers, had planted rows of ornamental grasses and cabbages at the end of the driveway there, and then had erected this huge and really ornate and very implausible bird house condominium contraption as well. In the dream, EG said to me, "He knew about Harry, and didn't want you to be sad every time you looked out there."

The dreamer is a college professor, married for seventeen years. She is mom to three kids and lives with three labrador retrievers, two rabbits, and two cats.