I had a dream my dog had gone to a distant corner of our heavily wooded back yard and dug a hole to get out, which was odd because he wasn’t a digger. He was stuck on the other side of the chain link fence because the hole was at a steep angle and he couldn’t squeeze back through. I lifted the fence up enough for him to get back through.
The next day I got home and the yard was eerily quiet. He’d usually run up to greet me. I thought of the dream and walked straight to the corner where I found him waiting on the other side of the fence and let him in.