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Aside from being on the "downer" side of the ride that comes from weekend work at the office and late hours laden with stress and caffeine, I had a bad dream this morning before I woke up for the day. For me bad dreams are not uncommon, but they're usually more on the order of a nightmare than what I experienced today.

This morning I dreamed that I was ... someplace ... and when I looked down and to the side? There was Diva walking towards me. There was no doubt who it was, she was complete with her muddled coat and curly-q tail. I called out to her, "Di-va," and she came walking over with that somewhat stumpy pace that she had. What got me was that as she walked her tail uncurled and flicked about, re-curled, uncurled and flicked, re-curled again. It was exactly the way I remember her doing a half-dozen times while she was alive. She got to my side, I was able to pet her a few times ... and then she was gone.

Then I woke up and cried, because I'd had her given back to me for a little while and just as quickly, just as inexplicably, she was taken away again.

They danced by the light of the moon

Diva - November 2007 Shot on Nov 6, 2007 we see Diva being a serious cat. Get better, kitty.

Diva - Look Into My Eye by ~panfah on deviantART

lady_curmudgeon's cat, Diva, is one of my favorite photography subjects. This shot was an experiment with my 100mm macro lens that had a happy surprise: it showed just how sharp a contrast there is between the color of her coat and the color of her eyes.