Her nose felt very soft and silky. I wondered whether, after this more than year gap, she'd remember all the tricks we had, for going down steps and things like that. I also couldn't understand why I'd ever have given her up to begin with. What had I been thinking?
It took a little bit when I woke up to realize that not only hadn't I given her up to that family, but I'd not given her up at all. Cuz she died.
Beth is maybe going to have a dog soon, and I'm a tad emotionally invested in that. So maybe the dream's connected to that. And maybe it's connected to I should have a dog again.
Oddly, though, while I'm working from home seems to be a bad time to bring a dog on, given that the creature would get used to me being around all the time, only to have me then be gone for long chunks, when we go back to work.
OTOH, I might die before then, which would mean I was considering something a problem that wasn't going to be a problem at all.