Zozo showed up in my dreams last night. Usually I never dream, or remember them at all if I do, and I'd been dreading the thought of dreaming about her, thinking I'd be even sadder.
But in my dream, she was in my bedroom looking up at me from the carpet as she had many a time, perfectly calm, but bigger -- and orange-er -- than in life. And her eyes were clear. Her right eye had had a cataract for the past year, but not then.
The dream was short. I looked at her, she looked at me, and just as I was reaching down to pick her up, I awoke.
She looked good in the dream, but powerful, too. What was this?