I had a dream of my departed Golden Retriever named Daisy. She passed away on September 29, 2012 and her death hit me like a ton of bricks. I got her when I was 9 years old and she was put to sleep from cancer. She had surgery before to remove it but it grew back and we didn't want to put her through it again.

This was the first time I dreamed of her and when I woke up I was almost in tears. I hate dreams like that, it seemed like she was really back home with me and my parents. I wish you actually were.