I can't think of a time when i've ever had a happy dream. They're always either dark, or just weird. I always have nightmares. Not sure why. They're always morbid, depressing, although I'm not like that at all when i'm awake. The only one I think is suitible to share, is once I was in my storage room, (which used to be a spa room,) and in my dreams, this particular room is always bigger than it is in reality. I was walking through the different isles of stacked boxes, and I saw my cat, who had actually died about four years ago, with her fur frosted over. She was always sickly in real life, ever since she had stones from her bladder removed, she had peeing problems. In the end of her life, she was unable to hold her head up, and she wouldn't eat. Back to the dream, After seeing her, I picked her up fast, and hugged her. I brought her back into the house, and the next thing I knew, we were taking her to the vet. She almost fell out of the window, because her last day in real life, my parents took her to the vet to be euthinized, because she was't able to hold her head up any longer. They held her in their lap. So in the dream, she was out of her carrier. I don't remember what happened next, but when I woke up, I was crying.