A week to the day after I put my precious fur baby to sleep, I cried myself into a nap. And had a dream that I cried myself into a nap. In my dream's dream, I felt someone get on the bed. I heard my own voice say "it's Tiny. Don't wake up" And there he was. Laying next to me. He started to VERY SLOWLY disappear from his back legs. We stared in each other's eyes. Not moving. His eyes were clear! The fur around his eyes wasn't all matted down from his eye drops. His coat was shiny black and white. No gray. His eyes were the last to disappear. Thank you, Jesus, for having pity on me and letting me see my little guy. Please stay with him and love him till I get there.