My life with dogs.

  I slept all night last night - for a change, but it was restless. I dreamed about Harvey all night. I remember walking him and petting him but that's all. A lot of the dreams were stressful and I awoke anxious and unrested.  I find that there are days where I am super-busy or focussed on something elase and I don't think about my boy constantly. Then the next day where I am not as busy my thoughts about Harvey are more intense. Like all of the unused thoughs from the day before pile on to this day as well. I feel it in my chest and my mind spins.  I miss my boy as much as ever and I am grateful for him to come into my dreams last night. Any time he does that makes me happy. But last night's leave me thinking he isn't ok - or is worried about me. I wish I had a clearer idea of what he was trying to tell me. Maybe I am not supposed to know and what I remember is enough. That he was worried and wants me to look after myself better.  I will continue to live in honor of...