I usually write these on my livejournal account but this is positively awesome.

Last night (October 24th) I dreamed I had a dog, or I found one at least, usually in my dreams when I had pets, they just randomly popped in in one scene and voila, no further questions asked. The difference with this one compared to all the past pet experiences is that this dog had a name, a collar with a pendant with a name on it and a leash. I remember the collar was of soft green lime - almost washed off color, of velvet texture around maybe leather - it had a bit of thickness and strength to it but the exterior was velvet. The dog was very freakin' tall, white with dark spots - not a dalmatian thought - he had a bit more fur, but by the height it would be along the lines of a dalmatian or maybe a bigger dog - not quite an Irish hound but somewhere between these two types. Lol - even as a dog it had my highest valued characteristics : tall, thin and white. [ Edit : Found a picture of a Dane breed of dog - imagine something like this with a tiny hint more fur and the mouth shape more like the German Sheppard type of nose/mouth... but this height !! [link] ]

The dog's name was Raïelle (which I forced myself to remember because even in the dream it sounded familiar to Reiyel - which is my Physical Guardian Angel - I could have spelled it Rayel too to make it even simpler) ... since I don't known the gender of the dog - both spellings (first female, second male) really work out ! [ Anyway, the name had a very French pronunciation, not the Englishy Ryan sort of thing but the French Ra (Rê like the Egyptian god)

So I think, that in the dream I had found him - let's generalize with a general him to make this easy - and I had instantly the desire to adopt him. He was already a grown adult dog and that was both heart breaking that someone abandoned him and an utter simply perfect thing for me since I hadn't had the whole child part care to do, having the mature adult format. Though I thought at some part in the dream that I had to teach him simple things like Come!, Stay!, Sit!, because the dog was really enthusiast and happy and going forward.

In a precise scene, I woke up at 6:30 in the morning to take him out for a walk in the park near my house - I attached the collar around his neck - I remember how I manipulated it - it was like a belt, with a lil thing to put in a whole - and and I tried to measure to make it comfortable but not too loose either, clipping on the leash and holding it while Rayel was a bit ahead of me. I remembered I was thinking of buying a bag of Pedigree Dog, it was the firsts brand that popped in my mind and I thought, no matter what the parents would say, I would keep this dog with me, he would sleep in my room, possibly in my bed if he behaved (!! - lol ), I was thinking of buying him two plates : one for the food, one for the water, changing the water as often as possible to keep it always fresh.

While walking a second time around with Rayel, he sort of ran ahead of me and there were a couple of pigeons who took flight just then and something happened because he was either chasing them or playing with them but he sort of tried to become one with the pigeons, and all of a sudden when a bunch of them took flight, Rayel's empty body or carcass fell down and I was shocked and saddened that I lost him.

The following sequence, I have no idea how it came into play but I was in an open sport field, on the benches, there was a game being played and I was a little on the right side of the benches, going towards the front row, towards a specific man I knew was there and who could help me. I was thinking in my head (inside the dream) "Gabriel, please give me back my dog" And I knew that the man was Angel Gabriel and he had the power to do so. He looked at me, smiled and in the next scene I was in my kitchen and the landlord was saying something about big dogs not being allowed because they make noise (when they growl or what ever the word is) and I assured him that my dog was a well educated and quiet one - not to be judged on his appearances. I walked down the stairs to go the ground floor, where the exit door was, in my appartment building, and I was talking to my dog about the new stained glass door - how pretty it was. It was like 30cmx30cm stained glass pieces of a beautiful golden color and a nice soft light behind it.

This whole dream lasted about 85% of the whole dream time allocated last night, which alone is a freakin' miracle because a "pet" or anything under my care that was a not a human I rescued from a hostage situation Never lasted me more than 5-10% the time I see them, realize their role in my life (dream context) and then something happens and they either vanish or die but in a subtle way- they just never come back... the closest thing that ... survived a longer time was sometime earlier this year a chicken. It's huge for me. Like being finally read to take and handle responsabilities. At 26 !! So who ever said that maturity comes at 18 or 21 ? Drank too much vine.

In the second part, I was on the second floor of what seemed to be a grand hotel room with a reception room down on the ground floor, old rich ppl were already seated at tables, with sparkly dresses and bling bling jewelry, old classy gentlemen and that richer snobbish kinda ladies, all waiting for the show to start. Rayel was still on my mind in that part, though he was not physically there. I was in a changing room, undressing and ready to put a costume on for the show. A young Black man - very rapper style with cap and bling bling chain broke the door open, with a classic shoulder push on the door and after a few bangs, the door gave up. I was totally pissed as hell at him - I shouted back some insults and then just as I was, I got out, walked towards the balcony part of that second floor, looked down at the spectators and thought : if being naked is what is so hip today - fucking enjoy this ! and I just flat out undressed in front of them, heard the shocked whispers and outraged whispered comments and just kept on, totally uncaring of what they might think or do - completely undressed, grabbed the stage costume and dressed back again. A young man with curly hair came from my left side and I asked "I'm in your team, right?" and he nodded and we went on to rejoin some other ppl before we would start our act.