Friday, June 27, 2008

After six months of trying, Patricia and I  were unable to cure Maggie, our foster dog. I returned her to the Humane Society two days ago. I know that she was incurable and if she lived, she would have to forever have a cone, mittens and a coat to keep her from ripping her skin. She was a beautiful dog, very loyal, very loving and very affectionate. All of us in the family were attached to her.

Last night I had a very special dream. I was walking our small dog "Joe." We were on the sidewalk of a street in a city. On our right was a tall wall. Then we came to a gate.  Joe wanted to go inside, so we entered. All of a sudden everything turned colorful, like in the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy lands in the Emerald City. It was a large enclosed garden, like Grammacy Park in New York. Joe immediately ran away in joy and went from row to row of plants and trees. I called "Joe, come here. Now Joe come on." Then Joe returned with Maggie. She was beautiful. She was not wearing any cone or coat or boots. She was just very happy to run and run. I let them go running together and I started to walk to the only building in the park, a small place where you can sit in the shade with a water drinking fountain for people and dogs.

An attractive women of indeterminate age was about to pass me on the path when Maggie ran up to the lady with a big wag of  the tail. I said, "Is Maggie your dog now?" and she said: "I take care of Maggie." I said: "I cared for her for awhile. Did you get Maggie from the Humane Society?" And she said: "She came from the Humane Society to me. I take care of her now."  I said: "I don' know where I am right now. Is this far away?" She said: "No, we are very close to you and Patricia."

With that I sat down on the bench and the scene drifted away, but as the scene went to gray, I started to sing the old Hank Williams song: "I saw the light, I saw the light,
No more darkness, no more night.
Now I'm so happy, no sorrows in sight,
Praise the Lord, I saw the light."

And I woke up.