Now, here's a dream about my 19-year-old cat, Maxx. (You're probably wondering about the extra "x", but that's how my dad spells it, and he says "Max" is wrong.)

I had a dream that my dad woke me up in the middle of the night.

He told me to come downstairs, because he needed to show me something.

He showed me a box. He proceeded to open it...

And there was Maxx!

I wondered what happened. I asked my dad, "Is he dead?"

He replied, "I think we should take him to the vet just to make sure."

I thought, He's dead, there's no doubt.

When we got to the vet, the vet told us that he had eaten a chicken bone, and had been choking on it for 3 years, and that was how he died.

My dad said, "HE'S NOT DEAD, I KNOW IT!"

When I woke up, I thought, Now, what the heck was that about?