We adopted little Daisy after my grandmother’s death. At first I wasn’t crazy about the idea of having a puppy, but she has become very precious to me. I don’t remember my dreams in the morning, only some of the feelings I experience in them. Daisy, however, probably dreams a lot. Unfortunately, she can’t tell me about her dreams, but she often wakes up with a start because of a bad dream. Sometimes she runs in her dream… It’s so cute. At times like this she’s probably dreaming about a nice open field where she can run free.