We all know our slaves can tell if we don't feel well. This is similar to
that. I was having a horrific dream and just before I woke up from it I was
sobbing (in the dream); I was really, really upset. I don't know if I was
making those sounds out loud but it was that moment Persia gently touched my
cheek. It was one of those nightmares it is hard to drag yourself out of; a
struggle to consciousness and the dream lingers after you awaken. She
gently repeated the process until I opened my eyes and turned my head to
look at her.
There were no tears on my face but I've been known to wake myself up
sometimes by speaking out loud if something in a dream image requires a
strong reaction, so it's quite possible I *was* making sounds. It's also
quite possible Persia simply sensed my profound distress and decided enough
was enough.
Jill
Enfilade - 27 Feb 2006 23:04 GMT
> We all know our slaves can tell if we don't feel well. This is similar to
> that. I was having a horrific dream and just before I woke up from it I was
> sobbing (in the dream); I was really, really upset. I don't know if I was
> making those sounds out loud but it was that moment Persia gently touched my
> cheek.
Nocturne and the bitties have both done this for me.
Also, I have woken Nox out of nightmares...she's deep asleep,
unresponsive to light touches and trembling/thrashing/making noises of
distress. Once awakened, she clings to me, then reverts to normal.
--Fil
P S. Nox might /rather/ you read the above as "Nocturne IS a
nightmare," so don't tell ;)
jXwXeXrXmXoXnXt@sonic.net - 28 Feb 2006 04:55 GMT
> I was having a horrific dream and just before I woke up from it I was
> sobbing (in the dream); I was really, really upset. I don't know if I
> was making those sounds out loud but it was that moment Persia gently
> touched my cheek.
I once had a cat who did this for me. (None of my current 3 ever have.)
I had awakened from a deep sleep in a total panic, so I can only assume
I was having a nightmare. It was one of those nighttime terror attacks
where I was too paralyzed to move. I didn't even dare reach my hand out
to turn on the bedside light.
The cat, who I had recently taken in, was a new mother and was nursing
3 kittens at the time. I don't think I made any noise - maybe I did, but
not while I was awake. I swear, she *smelled* the fear on me. All I know
is suddenly she jumped up on the bed, walked up my body and stood over
my face, and began licking my cheeks, chin, neck, etc. And purring, of
course. I'm not sure how long she continued - it seemed like about 45
minutes. It totally relaxed me. What a sweet girl she was. I guess she
thought of me as one of her scared little babies.
Joyce