I kid you not, Gerry visited me in a half dream yesterday morning. I was in and out of a nap on “our” bed, and I SWEAR, I felt and saw his fur…his leg touched me twice, and when I sat up and looked I could see he was leaving the bedroom. Then I awoke. I’d had a “worrying” dream the night before. At some point in my dream I realized I hadn’t put water in his bowl for EVER, and in my confusion, realized he was gone. Waking up sucks, sometimes.