I had the WORST dream last night. It was so real and vivid, I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep. Maybe it was because of the cramps I was having from you know what, but this dream SURE DID NOT HELP in the least. I was walking down the street with a group of friends and saw Max for the first time in a week. He got scared and I head the screech of tires, then I woke up. This didn't really happen but seriously, do you think that's what happened? I can't get it out of my head. Like for the first week Sassy died, I couldn't get the image of her sitting on the metal table at the vets dead out of my mind. If that did happen, Maxxie I am so sorry. I love you baby, and I miss you more then you will ever know. If you were owned by someone I don't care, you're still my first kitty. I love you