My beloved Misty Mae crossed the rainbow bridge yesterday. She lived with end stage kidney failure for a year, was looking really good until two weeks ago when she started refusing food. At Yule she started eating again and moving around getting on my lap etc… I thought she was pulling through like last year. But no… then I had to wait for Christmas to be over. She would have been 12 today. But I couldn’t let her wait. She was miserable. I won’t go into details. But I had a lucid dream about her this morning. She is healthy and beautiful and full of love.