Soldato
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I have a confession - since we have a confession thread going.
My cat died aged 17 in March 2010. I kiss the urn (shaped like a sleeping cat) which houses his ashes from time to time.
Talk to it as well.
Nothing wrong with that. I talk to my wife's cat who died earlier this year (18 years old) and make sure the grave is well tended. Dreading when my cat passes (he too is 18)
Nothing wrong with that.
Agreed.

Was having a dream where I was bursting to go and found a nice quiet spot (in the woods I seem to remember...) and released. I had that lovely sensation of letting out a long-held pee, then my brain suddenly realized "hang on a minute.....something isn't right here....". Next thing I know I'm sitting upright in bed in a large warm pool 

