I like to think my dog dreams of my dead son
My son died a few months ago. He was 16. Sometimes, my dog - a huge, rangy, long haired sweet fool will sit up in his bed next to mine and walk across the hallway and jump on my sons bed. He never did this when my son was alive. Sometimes I’ll follow him and lie down with him, thread my fingers through his long thick fur and rest my head on his side just to listen to a heart beating in that bed again. Sometime his big paws twitch in his sleep and I like to think they’re a reflection of the two walking together, somewhere. I’m very tired.
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Posted Jul 27, 2019 09:43 by anonymous
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