You can't always get what you want

[vr_trakowski]

I dreamed that Sneakers had come back this morning, almost as thin as she was when she died; standing with her mother on my bed and purring loudly as I stroked her.  In the dream I knew she had been dead, and was baffled but thrilled to have her back, though I was a little worried because she wasn't healthy again.  

Waking from that sort of dream is always doubly sad, because I remember that it's not true after all.