What Do Dreams Mean?

I've been in kind of a crummy mood today, and it's all because of a dream I had last night. I woke up this morning, with a start, and thought "I never want to have that dream again."

It was the saddest dream I have ever had, and it has stayed with me all day.

If you're wondering what it was, I'll tell you.

I dreamt I got to have Rat Rat, Halfs and Rat again. But I only got them for the last 2 weeks of their lives, and I got them all at the same time, even though they passed months apart. So, basically, I had to relive the last 2 weeks of their lives all over again, but I had to do all 3 at once and I knew we only had 2 weeks with them. It was the most heartwrenching experience. I hated to see my poor girls go through their illness and old age all over again, and to know exactly what was going to happen.

The weird thing is, Rat Rat got to be healthy until the very end of her life in my dream. In reality, she was slowly getting worse for at least 4 months before she passed. I guess in my mind, she deserved to be healthy longer because in real life she suffered much longer. All of my girls, except Rat Rat, were gone within a couple weeks of starting downhill. She slowly lost the use of her back legs, her muscles atrophied and her fur fell out. Plus, she had 2 tumors that grew and grew up to the end. But she stayed the sweetest, lickiest girl you could ever have.

Anyway, I woke up so saddened and brokenhearted. I hate when I have dreams that real. It was eerie.

And since it's been on my mind all day, I figured I'd share it with you and see if I could put it to rest.