Unfortunately I have had only two dreams about my kids and they both were disturbing but they also show how dear they are to me. The first was one in which Grover was eaten by our boa (outcome: boa sold). The second dream was the most disturbing. I was in a apartment with other people and slowly realized through questions that we were all in limbo (i.e., dead). My husband was not there and I finally got some answers out of one of the "care-takers". Turns out that Jay and I got really sick and died at home (woah!), then I asked about the kids (ferrets). She politely said that since no one was there to feed and water them that they too died. I was not upset that either Jay and I died this way but became so disturbed in my dream that my dear babies dies this way that I became histerical and woke myself up. How's that for a disturbing dream!! I will probably not forget that one for the rest of my life! Pamela Barber, Ernie, Grover, and Elmo Flagstaff, AZ [Posted in FML issue 1126]