It’s not often that I have unique dreams so, I like to ‘document them’ here, when I can. Actually, as this dream was happening, I felt as though I’d been in this situation recently – is that my subconscious talking or, was I aware that it was only another dream?
It occurred on the road where I lived for sixteen months in my own place, until August this year. I’d walked down the drive way (presumably, going for one of my regular local walks down the country lanes) and I noticed this frightening crying sound. As I walked further up the road, to discover the cause of this commotion, I noticed a small dog running towards me (a beagle puppy, I think), followed by a little girl, only six or seven-years old, if I had to guess.
Neither of them were running at full pace. The dog was skipping along quite briskly (as dogs often do) and the girl was simply walking behind, crying out (in a voice similar to Lil from the cartoon series Rugrats). I can’t remember exactly what she was saying but, she was shouting, crying, almost screaming at her dog not to run away again. Begging him, “please”, while asking him to come back.
I think the girl was dressed in pink, wearing a coat and carrying the dog’s lead (unattached). She had dark hair and, if not a vaguely Chinese ethnicity then, she could have been an early version of my own sister, as I remember her when she was young.
As the dog moved closer to me, I noticed he (or she) was carrying one of those chewy bones that dogs love. As the dog passed me, it dropped the bone, turned around and, wagging its tail, came around to my front to say hello. I helped him back to the girl on the other side of the road, where there was a lay-by for car parking. I remember her saying “Thank you, mister.“, as I sat there stroking the pup. She was kneeling the other side, head down looking straight at her pet. She didn’t even glance up at me and made no other actions before the dream ended.
I’m lost as to any possible meaning (I have no kids) but, you’re welcome to interpret this however you may like. 🙂