[cheebacheeba]

I remember a dream that really upset me a while back...I guess this thread doesn't have to be JUST about new dreams.
I was about 14 at the time.
I just remember going to the beach with my family, and my dog..this great old 3 legged cattle/shepherd called Ned...probably my favourite dog of all time. We were meant to be going for a picnic kinda thing, I dunno...Anyways when we got there, the beach was deserted. I was walking with my sister and my dog, talking, and all of a sudden I realised my dog wasn't keeping up.
So, I turned around, he wasn't there. Went for a walk back, and found him around a corner, being swallowed up by sand. I couldn't reach him, and every time I walked closer, he seemed to move further away.
My sister was no help, just crying like an idiot, I think I was angry at her for not helping...but yeah, anyways, the sand went into the dogs mouth, and over his head, and he was looking at me the whole time, and he actually looked kinda happy, as always...
That was it.
I woke up shaken as all hell...he was a pretty old dog at the time, about 2 years before his eventual death, and I think this dream really hit home about his mortality. Still have very fond memories of him.

Funny thing is, my mother wanted to go to the beach with the dogs and family a couple of days after...she went, I said no, and of course, asked for the dog to stay and keep me company.
That dream fucked with my head bigtime.