Dreamt last night of sitting with Baubles the Cat and patting her, for hours.
In the dream she sat there and purred and leant and arched her back into my hand and generally enjoyed being patted.
In real life Baubles used to get peeved if you patted her absent-mindedly (ie you weren’t giving your full attention to her) or if you patted her for too long.
In the dream I thought that “This is a dream because Baubles the Cat never ever let me pat her for hours…”
Then I woke up because the next thought was “… and Baubles is gone…”
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Oh, CW, I’m so sorry. Just sending my sympathy, I don’t have anything useful to say.
awww…
have you thought about getting a new furkid? Not as a replacement you understand but as another furry friend.
Thanks Sheena 🙂
Maybe, Penny. Although if I had another cat I’m sure I wouldn’t stop comparing it to Baubles.
That’s sad.
*sigh* I’m mostly okay these days but still get struck by moments, especially when making meals, when I realise how quiet the house is without Baubles. She was always very vocal, at all times, especially when there was food involved… She also liked complaining, telling us about her day, asking us to follow her (usually when she was going to go lie in bed – she liked to snuggle with a human)…