Last night, I dreamt that I came home from a drive and, when I stepped through the front door and into the living room, all of the furniture was gone.
As I stood there staring at the empty room, I felt my cat, Doc, rubbing around my ankles. I look down at Doc and I said, “Doc, we’ve been robbed!”
Doc stopped rubbing his head against my ankle and looked out at the empty room.
“Who did this!?” I said.
The cat just looked up at me.
And then I woke up.
Lisa Marie's Dream Journal 