My Dream
Dec 18, 2007 at 1:21 PM Last night I had the most terrible dream.
I dreamt I let Beverly off of her leash at a park and she ran away onto an airplane or train or something in the distance and disappeared. I was on the train/plane thing searching for her, but she was no where to be found. It was terrible because the feeling was that she was dead. My little muffin. When I woke up, I just kissed her and kissed her and kissed her. I was so happy she was safe.
I always try to analyze my dreams and figure out what they mean. With regards to this one, it was kind of like that movie "Flightplan," which I saw last week. I think I thought about the movie at some point yesterday (because it was stupid, stupid, stupid and I was thinking of writing a post about it) so maybe that's why I dreamt this. I dunno.
Reader Comments (11)
Please tell, why was the movie "stupid, stupid, stupid"
That happens to me too with certain movies. I hate that feeling you get when you wake up after having a dream like that.
Or maybe you are just feeling guilty for giving her a bath? :-)
Oh, poor Beverly. I have had dreams like that and and it is a horrile feeling.
Pamper Beverly (and you) today.
The worst is though if I fall asleep watching t.v. and start to dream the plot but with me and my friend/family in it. ICK!!
HOLY Crap. I just posted my nightmare on my blog today too and then I read this! CREEPY! Is Bev micro-chipped? And does she wear a collar at home? I also had some nightmares about Chums getting out so I got him a collar and a tag and surprisingly he's ok with it.
That's a great idea about Beverly being micro-chipped.
I had a nightmare last night that some old lady was taking me to breakfast and then beat me up.
Must be the time for nightmares.
Beverly is microchipped.
Re: the movie, it was stupid, stupid, stupid because what happened in the movie would never happen in real life in a million years. The plane was gigantic and unrealistic, especially the place where they kept the luggage. It was sooooooo dumb, like I was yelling at the TV dumb.
Okay? That plane was the size of the Waldorf. I've flown almost every week for ten years, and let me tell you, you'd have to be mighty wiley to pinch a carry-on, much less a child, even on one of the large transatlantic numbers.
I'm so glad I never bothered to watch that movie!
and I hate when I have those sorts of dreams about scruffy or scott. so upsetting!!! I totally understand.
Sorry to hear that this was such an awful film. Usually a movie with Rachel Zeskind in it is delightful.
I posted on Laura's blog how the stress over the holidays can make you dream some crazy freaky stuff cause you feel out of control, at least that's the way it is for me. I'm sure Bev enjoyed the extra kisses!
Hi Karyn. I know I am writing this way later than it happened, but I think it's because you were thinking about that video on Youtube and how if anything were to happen to Bev, you were going to make one too. Maybe that's why.