Wake.

Woke up from a brief dream. Didn't even feel like a full minute. Sitting on the couch at the old Randolph house. I turn around and there you were, sitting in one of your various spots in the house. Sitting on the back on the couch looking out the window with the warm sun on your fur. I reached out to pet you and with a tear falling from my eye I knew it was too real and I was dreaming. Your fur felt just how I remembered, a bit slick but warm from the sun. I quickly woke up after that. I never claim to be a religious person. I do believe if you never forget the entity that they were, they will always be with you. Miss you.