Animals saying good-bye..Anyone else?

A few months after my Rottie died I had a dream that I was in a very large crowd  (which I hate) There were people every where for as far as the eye can see.  I'm scanning the crowd full of dread and anxiety then I saw my Dad in his best dress Air Force uniform.  He was like a head taller than everyone else and younger and very handsome.  The crowd starting moving out and Dad just stood there and when the crowd thinned out he had my Rottie Scooby with him.  I tried to catch up and he had that familiar smile that every thing was going to be all right and I woke up. Scooby died five years after Dad and that was the only dream I have ever had of family member that has passed.  The thing that bugs me....was it Scooby or my Dad that made that dream possible?

Cuddles was my first pet he died two weeks before Christmas and we have seen him after he has passed. We first saw him in our hallway and another time sitting on our front porch plus we have heard his cries throught out the house calling out for my mom. He could say my mom's name and we always knew it was Cuddles. Every once in a while we will hearing purring and soft foot steps, but when ever we look around our cats are no where near by.

Now my grandma we hear her coughed at my grandpa's place and she moves things around on us even now and then we even smell her scent. Plus I have also heard someone walking in our house with muddy boots, but turn around to find no one there or awake in the house. I have also seen a figure standing in our hallway, but when I moved closer the firgured vanished.

Since everybody else posted, I feel obliged to do the same.

Our GSD, Spartacus, was my best friend as I was growing up.  He and I did everything together, exploring the woods and playing ball, hanging out watching TV...the usual.  Well I grew up and went into the Marines, he stayed at home.  He ended up with a very rare brain fungus and was in and out of specialists for about 10 months.  I was on board a ship crossing the Pacific when he was PTS.  I didn't know what date it was since the email didn't exist at that time.  I do know that I would wake up and smell him at times during my deployment.  I always thought it was my imagination. 

BTW, Spar would always pose for pictures, wearing silly hats and sunglasses he'd wait until the pic was taken and then just move on.  The day he went to the vet my dad tried to take a pic of him and Spar wouldn't look at the camera.  He knew.  I have a copy of that photo and it breaks my heart to look at it.

I had a dream in which I was surrounded by coyotes and led to a gate.  On one side of the fence was green grass, coyote families playing and on the other side was untold riches.  Happiness or money, my choice.  This is an abbreviated version of the dream, if you want to read a longer version click here.