Saturday, October 17, 2009

I Had a Dream...

Early this morning. I was trying to enter a Wal-mart-type store with a large black cat - and I was in a wheelchair. This cat was Onyx, an all-black cat, one of the dearest animals I've ever had the pleasure of being owned by. (Onyx passed away a few years ago. I keep Onyx's ashes in a box - along with Alobar, his all-white contemporary who has also passed on - near Klaus). I was told by a snotty young woman that Onyx wasn't allowed into the store. So I left, and then apparently returned and wheeled right in because I found myself looking for the fitting room.

I was waiting, and waiting, and waiting.

I must have lost patience with waiting because I wandered outside of the store into a large, plain room full of people. They were all listening raptly to a woman speaking at the front. Was she a salesperson? A preacher? I have no idea. There was no interaction with me, I just sat in the back in my wheelchair with my cat.

And then I got up out of the chair and walked - stepped out of the wheelchair and walked - outside. It was an outdoor deck. I saw a man looking around, obviously looking for someone. I called out for Klaus - and it was him - and he came running over. He said, "I love you, I love you, I love you" as he held me tightly and then...

I was cruelly awakened by the alarm clock. So sad to watch everything disappear. But it was an absolutely fantastic dream, the very first in which Klaus was the leading man, and in which I heard his distinctive voice. I cried all through the morning walkie with Bogart, luckily early mornings on the weekends here in this part of town are relatively deserted, and add some rain into the mix, and lets say that no one found out my little secret that was written in trails of tears all over my face.

Ah, but the day must go on. Bogart and I are always intrigued by the falling of the leaves here in Portland...

Bogart obviously got "inspired".

Then the sky opened and the rain began to pour. Bogart barely noticed.

I, however, do not have a semi-waterproof double coat. Only a single nylon-y one. And I look awfully silly doing the "aire dry" that Bogart does when his fuzz is soaked.


Lulu & Bogart


Noah the Airedale said...

Dreams always end at the wrong time.

animal lover, quilt lover said...

Hi Lulu. I am so glad you had a good dream, well it ended real good anyway!!He is waiting for you!!
Thank-you for your comment yesterday. I know how people get busy.I know I even do sometimes. I love your blog so much!!!
Love you lots, Fern

Penny, Poppy & Patches said...

Lulu, I hope the dream made you feel good for a few minutes even though it was so rudely interrupted!

Lana (mom to the 3 P's)

Dawn said...

Ah Lulu, dreams can be so comforting sometimes. Even if we do have to wake up and be sad. Love the rain drop photo at the end...hope you and Bogart have a good week! And hope you dream again of Klaus soon.

Asta said...

Auntie Lulu
I know Unkel Klaus is always thewe wif you, I'm so glad you got to not only see him but heaw his voice.
Those fall twees look lovely even the wain
smoochie kisses