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02 March 2015 @ 12:25 pm
I Dreamt about Him  
I dreamt about him last night. I haven't truly thought about him since he passed on to the The Bridge. But last night, he came back to me. I kept trying to catch him, but he kept running away from me. That was what Basil was all about: a big jokester. He's the reason my dogs now get treats before going to bed. We could never get him upstairs to go to bed. He always would run away. We had to lure him with a spoonful of peanut butter.

I loved that dog. He passed away when he was 15, ill as anything with chronic kidney failure. To the last minute he loved life. In my dream, he was also chasing a chipmunk, catch it, play with it, and let it go away. That was Basil. He was a gentle soul who just liked to play. He was the one I'd introduce new dogs and fosters to first. He always accepted them. Miss that guy to no end. I wonder why he came back to me. When Cori came back in my dreams, it was exactly the day the dam who gave birth to my Carrie got impregnated. Et tu, Basil?

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Rick Day: sigh - Mimirick_day on March 3rd, 2015 03:29 am (UTC)

Laura: stock: photospolvodestrella on March 3rd, 2015 09:06 am (UTC)

What a sweetie he was!