Dream

You dream about the oddest things at the oddest times

I had a dream of Zorro last night. Little black fluff ball of a pomeranian we had for almost 12 years. He's been gone for a year and a half now, but I still miss him. And my mom still misses him. He may have been called the 'Family dog,' but he was really mom's. Sort of how Kaylee is her's now, though Kaylee seems to love us all more equally than Zorro did.

Now I'm all sad.

As if studying wasn't depressing enough.