Abbey and Vancy


Last Night’s Dream

I don’t normally dream about cats these days. I guess that’s mainly because my life is taken up by dogs and their routines. So this one came to me from out of the blue.

In this huge house, the scene of the dream, live some of my relatives who were putting on a family reunion. So that was confusing on its own, because there were so many people there.

Some of the rooms were also overflowing with cats and kittens. Into this melee of family, I introduced Abbey and Vancy, our cats from Torquay. But I kept losing track of them, holding one while looking for the other, and after finding the other, the first one escaping my clutches. I finally had to admit defeat that I couldn’t control the situation any longer.

By the dream’s end, I had closed the door on every room they were not in, and finally found myself outside without either one of them.


It doesn’t take too much imagination to solve this one. I’ve been adding to our family tree in, after finding a missing link through DNA research. Our modest 7,000+ names is now growing again, and the prospect of contacting and analyzing almost 700 new cousins who are 4th generation or closer is starting to rattle me.

And our Torquay cats (who in real life are long dead and gone) are symbolic of my two girls still living in the UK.

My dream is probably reminding me to stay closely in touch with them, or else I may lose them along the way.

I’ll try my best. “Hi, Amy.” “Hi, Rosanna.”

Babbacombe Downs

Babbacombe Downs, Boxing Day 1986

My Girls 2018

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And I am experimenting with birth and death charts. If you wish to contact me, or request a birth chart, send an email to (And, in case you are also interested, I have an extensive list of celebrity birth and death details if you wish to 'confirm' what you suspect may be a past-life experience of yours.) Bless.
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