Dream

I had a looking for Charlie dream last night.  I have had a few of those.  I guess my subconscious doesn't understand that he is gone so it keeps looking.  Kinda sad.  Reminds me how when J &BC had to have their dog put to sleep the dog's pal, the cat, kept looking around the house for her pal who never was there any more.  And today, the 90th week he has been gone, 90 Saturdays ago at 10:15 am that magnificent strong heart I so loved listening to as we cuddled, stopped and he was gone.  I'm going to cry.