I was very upset about my dog, Emma's passing, and was hoping for a dream to come in the night of her, so that I would see her one more time. I had one dream, and it was very touching. I hope I remember it forever. My dog Emma was still 12 years old, and I was my age too, but she was healthy, and lively. She was still swaying back and forth between sickenss and health, but whenever I felt sad or afraid, I called on my angel. He would come down to me and I would tell him how I felt, and he would make things better again, and make her healthy. One last time, I remember seeing Emma in pain, and I called down my angel and told him that I understood if Emma was to go. I told him that she was in pain so often, it was only right for her to leave, and this time he told me that she would never really leave me. I would never be able to hug or hold her again, but as long as I had memories, she would never be gone. And then I woke up.