Oompa-Loompa
Warren Veteran
I was standing on a hill overlooking a meadow that appeared to be just endless, and there were rabbits everywhere. Some looked familiar and I wonder if they might've been other RU bunnies that have gone to the Bridge (there was one that looked a lot like Jane's Sir Victor) and there in the middle of this massive colony of rabbits, all of different colours and sizes, I spotted my boy. He saw me looking at him and turned around. Just sat there looking at me for ages. Then he did a little binky as if to say "Look mummy, I'm fine. Don't worry about me." I was crying at this point because I just wanted to run over to him, pick him up again and never let go. But I knew that I couldn't. I knew that I had to "go back" and leave him there.
I woke up to the sound of my own loud sobs
This was the first time I've dreamed of Boris since he died. I did have a dream of him binkying around the room on the very night he passed (and strangely enough I saw him come running out of the carrier, which was where he fell asleep). I do wonder if this is his way of telling me he's ok...but even if it isn't, I think that's what I'm going to choose to believe. It's a very comforting thought.
I woke up to the sound of my own loud sobs
This was the first time I've dreamed of Boris since he died. I did have a dream of him binkying around the room on the very night he passed (and strangely enough I saw him come running out of the carrier, which was where he fell asleep). I do wonder if this is his way of telling me he's ok...but even if it isn't, I think that's what I'm going to choose to believe. It's a very comforting thought.