Ever since I can remember, I have this ability to have premonition dreams. The trouble is, I cannot always tell if they are premonitions. Once, I was really excited about some close friends of ours, expecting their first baby. About two weeks later, I had a dream that she had a miscarriage. I told my husband although, I didn't take much notice and went about my business. I was visiting my Mum with my husband, when my friend's husband came tearing up the road, looking flustered. I stopped him and asked what was wrong? He told me that Linda (his wife) was bleeding heavily and had been rushed to hospital. She had had a miscarriage. I felt totally numb and my husband couldn't believe it either. He said to me "Didn't you have a dream that, that was going to happen?" I looked at him in disbelief!
Another time years later, I got myself a cat and called her "LaLa" she was black and fluffy and I loved her dearly. LaLa was always getting into scrapes. In the first two years of her life, she'd been attacked by my neighbor's dog and needed medical help, had kittens and was very ill with that and got run over outside our home. We were told to expect the worse, as she had serious injuries to her bottom half as the car ran right over her rear end. Amazingly, she recovered.
Fast forward another two years. I had a dream that ""LaLa had died, in it she got sick and I remember waking up crying, telling my husband what I'd dreamt. He said, "It's ok, it's only a dream" a month later, it happened again, only the circumstances were different, she'd been badly hurt by someone and had to be put down. Again I woke up crying, with my husband comforting me. A few weeks later, the same dream, that she'd died in my arms. I felt totally numb when I awoke and convinced myself it was just a bad dream. I should've known better. As I kept having this sense of foreboding, but ignored it. A couple of months later, on a Sunday afternoon, I'd been doing the laundry and getting the kids stuff ready for school, when "LaLa" and my dog "Jazz", had a run in. I didn't take much notice as it was common knowledge that they disliked each other, although, this was the first time they had a disagreement. I carried on doing the chores and I loaded the washing machine with the last of the laundry. About an hour later I asked my husband to feed "LaLa" and "Jazz", but he couldn't find "LaLa"! I told him she may of hidden herself away from the dog and fallen asleep somewhere. Less than a minute later, My husband screamed out "The cat's in the washing machine" I ran into the kitchen crying hysterically, frantically trying to get her out. The machine had been on for over an hour and I was convinced she was already dead! It was full of cold water and there was no way to empty the machine or open the door. The only way was to smash the glass of the door. My husband did just that, but cut himself very badly as the glass broke jaggedly. We got her out and to my amazement she was still alive, cold and frightened, but alive. We rushed her to the vets, who told us they were amazed, that she was still with us and that if she was going to die, it would've been in the machine. They checked her and treated her as best they could and told us to keep her warm. This we did, but hours later we had to rush her back as she was vomiting etc. This time another vet saw us and told us, that she'd possibly suffered brain damage and that they'd keep her in overnight for observation. We went back home, exhausted, upset and angry that this could happen. The next morning around 7am, I rang the vet knowing what they were about to tell me. That my beloved "LaLa" had died during the night. I've never felt so grief stricken and guilty as I did that day. I ended up on anti depressants for months as I blamed myself for not saving her quick enough and for ignoring my premonition dream. It's been ten and a half years since that day, and not a day goes by without me wishing it had turned out differently. I still have her daughter "Baloo" who's 14 years old and the spitting image of her Mum! These are just two of the many premonition dreams, that I've had over the years.