Wow, this perfectly describes what it's like for me when I dream about a kitten I had when I was eleven. She was very special, and meant the world to me. She was incredibly affectionate. She was run over when she was just seven months old, three months before my birthday. I dream about her sometimes, and it always make me feel better. Like she hasn't forgotten me, and she's still there, waiting for me to join her someday.