Disciple of Marduk
- Aug 24, 2001
- HM The Tower of London
A new dog is arriving and perhaps this brings to mind your late beloved grandparents. It's all about loving and caring, and losing, and still being able to love.I'm a little creeped out at the moment. Struggling to sleep, dozed off. I dreamt I was in a car with my parents, sister and nan (who died in 2013). We were on my nans Street about to set off and felt the urge to check the front door. My dad got out of the car annoyed because he knew the door was locked, but when he pushed it. It opened and my grandad was there, (he died in 2006, incidentally 2 weeks after I got my 1st rescue dog. He also 'visited' me a week before my nan died and said she would be ok, he would look after her).
We went in the house, and my nan went into the kitchen with him, but I couldn't find them soI'm shouting for him. I go into the living room and there are 2 child like dolls on a blanket on the floor. A couple are stood behind the door. They are crying and the dolls are their children. I feel sad and ask "Is heaven just the same?". They look at each other sadly and say not were we are going.
Then I turn and a grey dog is coming towards me with a blue lead in its mouth. Really pleased to see me. I hold the lead and walk out the door. As I wake up, I look at my watch and it is 3.15.
I'm m going to pick up a new rescue dog this week, he isn't grey though. Is granddad trying to tell me something?
That's what would occur to me anyway.