I had a dream last night. In it, I kept seeing Scout everywhere... she was in the house, weaving in between our legs, smelling like she had just had a bath. We went down the road to a neighbor's house, and she was out playing in the garden. Like, everywhere. Her tail was swishing around like she was looking for something. The problem was that no one else could see her. I would be pointing her out to Rick, but he couldn't see her. I thought I was going crazy, and I went to a therapist who didn't seem to be able to help me. So I was just resigned to the fact that I was going to see my ghost dog everywhere I went, and that seemed okay.