Dreams (I): sad dream

I am in the garden. Well: in the alley behind the house.

a black cat jumps down in front of me. I look. It is Misz: he has been away, staying out of the house.

I pick him up and hold him in my arms. He is warm, soft… alive.

Then i remember.

I hold him to me: feel his fur against my skin, the way it felt on his last day, when i held him n my arms, at the vet’s.

I still miss him so.

I wake.

I am crying.

jane
xx

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