I was in East Setauket at my parents’ house. Within 15-20 minutes walking distance there is a small shopping plaza that contains a bank, a real estate office, and a bagel store. In my dream, this plaza instead was a house of the same size, but with dark grayish brown singles instead of the clean white paneling that it actually possesses. The house was being rented out as apartments, and this was where Leonard was living. We were on speaking terms in this dream, and I remember being somewhat impressed by the state of his place. From the entrance there was somewhat of a platform with a banister, the centre of which was cut out to show the living room with big sliding doors below. It was well-furnished, and I remember thinking that Leonard must be somewhat successful to be able to afford something like this and feeling somewhat proud of him. Also there in the apartment with him was Merlin. I was so excited to see him, and I spent the majority of my time playing with him while talking to Leonard. I have a vague recollection of receiving a text from Joanna stating that Wifey had been puking and was being brought to the vet. As I was with Merlin, I received another text from Joanna saying that Wifey had died, but it didn’t really matter since Mom and Dad would just get another dog. I felt so confused; on the one hand my beloved Merlin was still alive which made me so happy, but I felt so heartbroken that Wifey was dead, especially since the rest of my family didn’t seem to care.

Later in the dream I walked home. Instead of being located at the base of a hill with my driveway starting up at the top, my parents’ house was at the top of the hill (Alternate 1). It was dark, and there I was met by Squire, Amanda (2), and two other people who I didn’t know. It was my birthday, and as a present Squire and Amanda gave me a red polo shirt with white outlines of apples on it. I went upstairs to my (old) bedroom to change into the shirt and a pair of boxers. I put my hair back in a headband and ponytail, admiring how super curly and red my hair was (in reality my hair is not curly, it’s very wavy and curls sometimes, but in this I had actual ringlets. Also, my hair is currently black). I went downstairs into the living room where everyone was watching a movie, and Angelo had joined the group. He was sitting in “my dad’s” chair, and seated next to him was a girl with curly blonde hair and oval glasses. They were cuddling on the chair, and I thought, “When did Angelo start dating someone? I wonder who this girl is..”

Personal Note : Leonard did contact me late December of 2009 on facebook, but when I attempted to hash it out with him I approached him too harshly and he never replied.

I woke up.