The night my dog died I had a vivid dream where I was in the attic of my fathers house, crying intensly. All very dramatic but suddenly I saw my dog come down the stairs (stairs coming down to the attic are not present in my fathers house so I reckon it's some kind of symbolism for "higher plane"). Well I saw my dog come down the stairs but there was something different about her, she looked very mystical in a way. She came towards me and we hugged and then she went away again. It was a pleasant end to a dream, could this have been real?
