The other night I had a dream that I was camping. I'm not sure exactly where I was, but it was in the evening and I saw a dog. It came running up to me and it was Freckles. I was sooooo happy and excited and had no idea how she found me. Then, of course, I woke up and realized it had all been a dream. I cried for about 2 hours straight. I was so happy in my dream. I really wish it had been real. Since then I have been a horrible wreck. Last night at work I was so irritated and I couldn't think straight. I was closing and kept messing up counting the money because I couldn't stop thinking of that dream. There was a point where I stopped and just tried telling myself to calm down so I wouldn't cry in front of the girl I work with. Sorry but I just needed to vent. I have been so sad since she went missing. I have had her since she was only 5 weeks old, and I miss her so much.