May 27th, 2006
Half asleep
I feel his paws on me as he walks over me on the bed to get to the stepstool, and then he jumps onto it and to the floor. I marvel at how he can walk by himself again.
His legs carry him easily to the kitchen. From the bed where I’m barely awake, I hear his food dish slide on the kitchen floor as he eats from it. It’s loud. And it continues. I should get out of bed to find out if this is just a dream or if I’ll actually see him. I’ve heard of cats appearing in dreams or as ghosts.
Before I can get up, I fall back asleep. And then I wake and remember.