Of Abandonment and Dreams

Well, this morning was rather tasking. I woke myself up with a whimper.

It turns out I had another dream about my long dead cat Reggie. This time (yes, I've had several now), I was in an alley trying to find something I had accidentally thrown away in the trash. So as I'm rummaging through the trash bin, some lady walks by and ends up picking up one of the stray cats (there were two that I was aware of in the dream)... anyway, the cat starts to hiss at the other one as the lady draws near me. It's then that I notice that I recognize the cat, it was Reggie and he was scared. I held out my hand and he sniffed it and calmed down; he still recognized me.

It turns out that the backstory (yes, I get complicated dreams sometimes) of the dream was that I had to give Reggie away for some reason. But I also deduced that the new owners had abandoned him and so he was a stray now. It broke my heart in the dream to where I started to whimper thus waking me up with tears in my eyes.

I wonder when/if time will smooth this one over since obviously my subconscious still has issues regarding Reggie.