fact sick and that it was too late to save him. by the time the vet showed up, his kidneys had failed and we had no other option but to have him put down. this experience was heartbreaking, but it taught me to trust in dreams.
the second time a horse sent me a dream, it was the night after i had to have her put down. in the dream, i watched everything happen like it had the day before from her perspective. i watched the vet push the plunger in and i closed my eyes, but when i opened them, there was something new. suddenly, everything was green and warm 