I’ve been longing for a dog for over eight years, and while we have Shira every now and then, its not the same.
The other night I had one of those vivid dreams that lasts beyond first waking. I was out somewhere with the kids and passed a house where this beautiful dog was in the garden. It was a lurcher – a cross between a Deer hound and a Weimaraner, making it this most beautiful gray blue with a soft rather than a wire coat She had grey blue eyes not the usual brown. As she trotted across this garden she had the lovely floating trot of a horse. The owner, who was a man with light grey hair, called her,’Swingle’.
I said to him, ‘Sing something Swingle?’ He smiled and answered,’Hey you with the broken nose, sing something Swingle!’
Then we both chorused together, ‘But I ain’t got a broken nose’
We laughed and agreed we were remembered the Tremeloes. He then said his wife didn’t what the dog and I could take her home, the most beautiful dog I had ever seen. The kids and I left. And I woke up.
What’s your most vivid dream?
Crumbs…while shopping yesterday saw an advert with photo for a litter of puppies going free, the puppies were that same grey colour, what do I do?