I dreamt of Bob last night.
In my dream I was carrying my heavy dog around. He hugged onto me like a koala bear. Then I put him on a weighing scale, which says 10.20kg. As heavy as a pack of rice.
I still remember when everbody joked about his weight. But he’s soooooo cute being fat. Not a single person thinks otherwise! My cutest boy. Only till now did I wonder if Bob ever felt sad or self-conscious being fat. Funny random thoughts.
When I woke up, I could almost still feel his warmth, his hug and his smell.
I miss smelling him.
What dream did you have last night?
Was it a sweet one?
Hope you have a happy one tonight.
Good night, sweet dreams!
:’)
