Barney was running up and down the stairs of my childhood house. He would stop at the bottom look at me and then run to the top. I told my mother about it and that it frightened me because Barney is dead. She told me he wanted to play and couldn't come all the way down. This made perfect sense. I ran up the stairs and spent some time playing with and petting Barney. This made me feel really happy.
One of the other Barney dreams I had when I was in MA:
Barney, a snake, and I were outside in the sun. Barney was laying down very relaxed enjoying the day. The snake was constantly trying to bite me. I knew in the dream the snake was the part of Barney's brain that had gone wrong.