The first time, I thought maybe it was the dog that caused it.
You know how you start slipping off into your favorite place, I was about to, then I got a feeling like someone was standing over me, in my personal space. It was errie, but I shook it off and started again. I felt it a second time, but ignored it and went on, then out the blue in my minds eye, this snow white dove appears. This was new. It was flying by and the urge to touch it came to me as someone tells me it's okay to do so, as I did, I was flying with it, over water, it was a river, the water was so pretty and blue, it was flowing in the opposite direction that we were flying, THEN it happens, my bed is bumped hard at my feet. Snapped me right out of it. I look around, and no dog touching the bed. They were napping in their own little places. Everything quiet. So I asked to know who was here, no answer. But the name Rodger came to mind. I don't know anyone by that name, other than a classmate that is well and alive.
The bed bumping was annoying.
Hope Rodger is getting all this.