I have Wrigley in the backyard of this house. Then, we’re in the hallway of another house. She comes out with a zuccini that she’s been chawing on. It’s so good to see her. Her fur feels like she’s been freshly washed. I start petting her and I’m so happy to be with her.
Chris V. comes to do repair work in the house. When he’s leaving, he goes out the front door as his truck is in front of the house. He’s a bit younger. I’m helping carry his tools out to the truck which is challenging because the front yard is not like a river bed. There are lots of river rocks and rivulets running thru the yard. We make it to Chris’ truck and he takes off. As I head back to the house, I noticed large dirt mounds in front of it. I think to myself that this is a very different look for the yard.
Talking about the dream later, I consider the possibility that Chris is asking to be helped to the other side.
