Amber made me a beautiful dream journal, which I am trying to use. I’ll admit I didn’t write in the past couple of nights’ entries and I have dreamt, but I am trying to be as diligent as I can. On May the 3rd, I dreamt about a dog. In fact, Bandit was the dog in my dream. I didn’t hear about Bandit until about May 8th. In my dream, Bandit was in the house. I had my hand on his head, talking to him. I was asking him something. He was in our bedroom. He lead me into the closet, looked up at me –  which was right when I awoke.

I can’t wait to meet  him! Oh yeah, we meet him tomorrow afternoon to see if we're a good match