Annie’ s Run…that is what I call this little creek that runs next to my house and where this odd mix of a terrier played among the dragon flies and imaginary playmates at the water’s edge. I had this wonderful friend for almost 20 years. In the winter of 1999, while vacationing in a warmer climate to escape the mountain cold, I received a call from my house mate telling me that Annie had wandered off a few days earlier and that she and the neighbors had been unable to locate her. She probably had walked along the forest path that lead into the National Forest and being almost blind and deaf, she had lost her way. Annie was never found and for weeks, I had reoccurring dreams where she would be coming toward me but would disappear into a dense fog. Then one night, I dreamed of her. However, this time she was in a park somewhere in Brooklyn, NY (I have never even been to Brooklyn) playing in a green grassy area with a small boy. They ran, tumbled and ran some more. Annie was so happy ! And,I was at peace. I am blessed that I did not have to wait long for her to return to bring again so much love. [Read more…]