One night I dreamt I was out working in the garden and we had a fence behind the garden. Sheba came running up to me. I was petting her but I knew she wasn't really there. She went to jump over the fence and turned to look at me. I told her it was ok, I knew she was really already gone.
Then last night I dreamt she was living under our house. I was in the back yard and she came out of the crawl space. I ran to her and was hugging her and telling her I knew she would come back to me. Then I learned she was living with a wolf pack. I remember it being night, standing outside. I could see the wolves in the distance. Sheba seemed torn as to whether she should stay with me or go be with her friends.
Both dreams have left me feeling so sad, still missing that most wonderful friend I had. She left me too soon.
