“A stick before the storm.” This morning I had a dream with my pup that passed away a few years ago. She was 17.5 and the best. In the dream I told her “thanks for the visit, this was nice just sitting here petting you and getting to say hello again, even if it’s all in my head and a dream, thanks for the moment”.... I woke up feeling cheerful. And THEN on my walk home this cutie pie dropped his stick for a quick kiss and went on his way. Thank you universe for a day full of puppy love.