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Post by auntym on Dec 30, 2010 20:16:08 GMT -6
www.paranominal.com/ghosts/why-is-my-dead-dog-still-around/ Why is my dead dog still around?Published on December 30, 2010 by Paranominal · Question by Ashley N: Why is my dead dog still around? In 2007 I had a 1 and a half year old chihuahua who unexpectedly died. She was there for me during a rough time in my life where I had bad anxiety, and depression. She was always there for me, and would even stay in bed with me the whole time. I had an incredible bond with her, and I was absolutely devastated and lost when she died. Hah I will still cry uncontrollably over her. We buried her in the back yard.I didn’t believe in “hauntings” especially from animals until one night I was half a sleep and heard her barking, drowsily i lifted my head off the pillow and saw her sitting in my door way, I told her to be quiet then flopped back down. After it clicked in my brain that Gucci, my dog, was dead, I lifted my head back up and said her name questioningly but she was gone. After that I would feel her energy she brought to our home when she was alive off and on, I would have dreams about her, and even sometimes in a state of half asleep/half awake, I swear i could feel her cuddled right up next to my stomach like she did when she was alive, Yes it sounds crazy, i know. Sometimes while me or my family were in the basement we’d randomly hear the same little scuffling noise her paws would make on the hardwood floor above, and we’d always joke “Gucci’s visiting” And it comforted me. These things hap pend off and on since she died in 07. Earlier this year i have since moved out of my moms house, last week i was over there by myself doing laundry in the basement, I had the lab and the cat down there with me, and i was just folding towels when I heard that scuffling going across the hardwood floor above and felt that energy that she brought when she was alive, once again. Sounds really pathetic, but this time I felt sad, call me a silly 20 yr old girl, But i felt awful that if she seemed to still be coming around the house, I’m not there anymore since i moved out… then two times in the past week Ive had the same dream. Where i know shes dead, but shes alive in my dream and i was overwhelmingly happy, and then i have those moments of half awake/half asleep and id have the feeling she was in bed with me curled up. Anyways, done with my novel here, sorry big on details. What im getting at here is, I used to not believe in the supernatural or hauntings or what have you, I really don’t know anything about these occurrences and what governs the dead. But I really would like to know Why she haunts and if dead animals can come and go as they please, or if they’re stuck here because they haven’t passed over?? And if so, what do i do? Or is she just checking in even though i don’t live at home anymore?? Obviously you can tell i loved that dog more than anything because im still caring about her in her afterlife, even though i used to never believe in that crap. Any insight would be much appreciated. TO CONTINUE CLICK ON ABOVE LINK
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Post by starkiller on Dec 31, 2010 23:56:39 GMT -6
I have heard many stories of other animals that came back as ghosts. I don't see any reason why the wouldn't. Human spirits sometimes stay behind as ghosts, and animals have spirits too. All living things do. At least the things that have emotions do anyway. I don't know if a tree would come back as a ghost. Ok, I'm babbling now...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2011 2:08:29 GMT -6
When my dog died, my parents, sister and I would hear his toenails clicking on the tile in the bathroom for months after he passed. It was the strangest thing. We don't hear it anymore though... I guess he finally "Crossed over". I still have dreams about him though.
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Post by skywalker on Jan 1, 2011 16:30:04 GMT -6
I seem to recall a story about a woman who's dog died and later came back as a ghost and saved her life. Her house caught on fire while she was asleep and the only reason she woke up in time to get out is because she could hear her dog barking. The poor animal had been dead for almost a year. I guess this means that even as ghosts dogs are still man's (and woman's) best friend.
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Post by casper on Jan 23, 2011 16:41:15 GMT -6
I have seen some ghost animals. I saw a big black ghost dog while I was out hunting once. It was real friendly when I first saw it and it came right up to me and was wagging his tail then it ran away. A few minutes later I saw it again but it started barking and growling at me. I was afraid it was gonna bite me but I didn't want to shoot it because its just a poor old dog. I started to back away from it but I bumped into a tree so I turned around to see where i was going and when I looked back the dog was gone! It just disappeared. There's no way it could have ran away without me seeing it. I also saw some civil war soldiers riding horses once. They rode right across the back of my farm behind the barn. There was a battle that was fought here in the war. I found a cannonball once when I was plowing up my garden. I find bullets sometimes too.
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Post by auntym on Apr 10, 2017 12:48:49 GMT -6
mysteriousuniverse.org/2017/04/strange-tales-of-ghostly-pets/ Strange Tales of Ghostly Pets
Strange Tales of Ghostly Pets April 10, 2017 by Brent Swancer / mysteriousuniverse.org/author/brentswancer/There has long been the assumption that only humans have true souls. We like to think that we sit on some high perch above the rest of the myriad of life that populates our planet. Yet what about the dear pets we keep? Alongside us often exist beloved animal members of the family that form emotional ties with us, live with us, and forge deep bonds with us. Is it possible that upon their passing they can find a way to linger within our world as ghosts, just as surely as humans are believed by some to do? Do animals have souls that can transcend that boundary between life and death? There have long been cases and accounts that seem to point to that possibility, and show that, if a life after death exists, we are not unique in our ability to partake in it. Here we will look at cases of ghostly dogs, cats, and others, and see that maybe animals do have souls that survive death after all, or at least that they can become ghosts. Considering the popularity of dogs as pets, it is perhaps no surprise that a good portion of ghost pet accounts take the form of dogs. Take the case of Preston, a boxer who apparently died when he ran out into the road to save a young boy who was out trick-or-treating in the neighborhood of Nashville’s Belmont Hillsboro. According to the tale, a 13-year-old girl and her younger brother had been out trick-or-treating one Halloween night when the boy fell behind after he dropped some candy in the road. As he bent to pick it up, a car came barreling through and would have hit him if it wasn’t for the neighborhood dog Preston, who came speeding out into the road to be hit by the car instead. Ever since then, people in the neighborhood have claimed that every Halloween a disembodied barking can be heard in the area, and many have claimed that an unseen dog will brush against them or nudge them when they are in danger of wandering into the road. The girl from the original story, now an elderly woman, apparently leaves a dog biscuit out every year for the spectral pooch. Spooky tale or reality? Also in the United States is the ghostly dog of Atlantic City, New Jersey, who is simply known as “Night Life.” Apparently owned by a local bartender in life, the dog was said to walk home patrons who had had a little too much to drink, guiding them safely through traffic lights and then returning to the bar when his work was done. It is said that taxi cab drivers would even pick the dog up and drop him off for free if his charge took him too far away, with the mutt well known among cab drivers here. By all accounts, the dog was a beloved member of the local community. When Night Life died, he was buried in a local pet cemetery after funds were raised by bar patrons and others in the area, but from some reports it seems that he has never really left. The ghost of Night Life has been persistently reported as waiting near traffic lights and approaching drunks walking home, much as he did in life. Taxi drivers even claim that the ghostly mutt will approach them and beg to be let in, only to vanish when the doors are opened, or will wait at street corners for a cab to pull up before flickering out of existence. Is Night Life still roaming the streets going about his business as he had done in life? It is hard to say. Another ghost dog is one named Yabba, who passed after a long life on the night on August 30th, 2011 after a long battle with cancer and other health problems. The dog and her owner, Maureen, had been inseparable, and Maureen was absolutely crushed that her best friend had passed on, to the point that she called out to Yabba while taking pictures in the hope that she could capture the animal’s spirit on film. Eerily, one of the pictures apparently did capture the image of what looks like an indistinct figure of a dog. Maureen would call out to her cherished dead dog every day and talk to it, and one day when she called Yabba out to play with the ball as they had always done she claims that the ball actually moved on its own, after which Maureen felt something brush against her. That very same night she felt something gentle nibble on her toe, which was something Yabba had often done in life. Maureen would say: "I felt compelled to tell my story to those people that are suffering with the loss of their furry companions to try to give them some comfort and hope in knowing that death is not the end, but a transition. I hope with all my heart and soul, my story will touch that special someone who is grief stricken with their loss and give them some peace and understanding." Some stories of ghost dogs go back for years. In 1916, an Albert Payson Terhune, who was an author of dog stories and breeder of collies in Sunnybank, New Jersey, saw his beloved dog Rex die. Although Rex wasn’t a collie, the two had always been quite close, and Rex had always been incredibly loyal to Terhune, with the author so distraught by the death that he actually wrote a book about his cherished dog. Around one year after Rex’s death, Terhune had a financier named Henry A. Healy over for dinner one night. Healy would reportedly keep looking towards the floor at something no one else could see before proclaiming: "Bert, I wish there was someone or something on earth that adored me as much as Rex worships you. I watched him all evening. He lay there at your feet the whole time, looking up at you as a devotee might look up to his god." This was shocking indeed, as there was no dog there and Rex had died long ago. When Terhune informed his guest of this, Healy was immediately visibly unsettled but remained adamant that indeed the dog had been sitting there by the table all evening. On another occasion, a visitor to the house wondered what the big dog with a scar on its forehead was doing looking in through the window and why it wasn’t a collie when that ws pretty much the only type of dog around Terhune’s house. Although there was no dog there when Terhune looked, this just so happened to have matched Rex’s appearance, leading him to think that maybe the dog’s spirit had somehow been there looking over him. Terhune would later say that the other dogs of the house could sense Rex’s presence too, always avoiding going anywhere near the spot he had always slept in. CONTINUE READING: mysteriousuniverse.org/2017/04/strange-tales-of-ghostly-pets/
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Post by paulette on Apr 11, 2017 21:31:34 GMT -6
Back to auntym (2010). Your beloved dog was there FOR YOU. She doesn't have to stay there when you aren't there. IMO.
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Post by auntym on Sept 12, 2018 16:07:01 GMT -6
www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2018/09/departed-cat-makes-herself-known.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=twitter&utm_campaign=Feed:+PhantomsAndMonstersAPersonalJourney+(Phantoms+and+Monsters) Wednesday, September 12, 2018 Departed Cat Makes Herself KnownPosted by Lon Strickler / plus.google.com/+LonStrickler “I had a cat related paranormal encounter in 2015. My oldest cat Suzie (an all black domestic short-hair female) passed away in May of 2014 at about the age of 21 years old. I had her cremated and decided not to have the remains returned to me. I think I made that decision because I don't think pet animal cremations are individual cremations and rather they are group cremations and the remains are a mix of several pets together. Maybe I'm wrong. Even if it is a group, maybe that isn't so bad as you would have remains of several special friends. The vet was thoughtful enough to save a clipping of her fur and sent it to me with a sympathy card. I was truly touched that the vet took the time to do something so special. Until that point I had never thought of keeping a physical portion of the deceased pet. A clipping of her fur was in my opinion better than cremated remains because it was the actual fur she had when she was alive. I keep the card and fur in my bedroom. One day in 2015, I can't remember the exact date (though I should have recorded it), but I think it was either May or June, so about a year after her passing. My sleeping pattern was still set to when I was working third shift even though I had left that job 2 months earlier and was taking some time off before finding something else. So I was sleeping through the morning and waking up in the early afternoon. There I was sleeping and sometime around noon I was slowly awoken out of my sleep to the sensation of cat paws pushing down into the blanket like a cat kneads at soft cozy spots. Years earlier, I lived in an apartment and Suzie and another cat Cuddles was there and would knead the blanket when they were about to lay down on top of the covers with me in bed. That was 1998-2000 in that apartment with them doing that on top of the blankets. Now here I was, about a year after her passing being awakened to the feeling of little cat paws kneading on top of the blanket. My head is laying down so I can't see above the blanket. I am just taking in the sensation of what I am feeling to make sure I feel what I think I feel. The paws felt like they were moving up the blanket barely off the right side of my body toward my arms which were in front of my chest as I laid mostly on my right side and the blanket was pulled up far enough over my face that I could not just look down to see what was there if anything. At this time I am also feeling the presence of someone in the room with me, but I cannot see them. I was mostly on my right side and the room felt like someone was behind me out of view. It was a very weird feeling. Like somebody was behind me out of sight about to jump and yell to scare me in a prank. There could not have been anyone there because I live alone except for my other cats (3 at the time). I kept the other cats downstairs while I would sleep. I thought for a second maybe my cats downstairs somehow managed to get a locked door open and come into my bedroom. I stayed still listening for anything that would reveal a physical body in the room with me, but nothing. My heart rate was definitely up as the realization of this being a paranormal encounter was becoming evident. I have never had something this intense happen to me before. I laid there and kept verifying what I was feeling in my mind. The cat paws kneading and the weight of them and something on top of the blanket. This went on for what seemed like a 2 to 4 minutes then I didn't feel it anymore. When it stopped I very slowly moved the blanket so I could look down toward the end of the bed to see if something was there or if there was a spot in the blanket that something was sitting. I couldn't tell from looking at the blanket. My other cats were still downstairs after I got up. I was amazed by what I felt through the blanket for the next several days. If it was my departed Suzie, maybe having the clipping of her fur, her actual being, was like a kind of phylactery for her soul to visit me. After this encounter I have and will continue to get a clipping of fur from my cats before they pass from this life. To anyone out there who has lost their dearly beloved pet(s) I leave you with the passage on the sympathy card for me when my Suzie passed away.” "Grieve not, nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk of me as if I were beside you. I loved you so - 'twas Heaven here with you." - Isla Paschal Richardson Source: Miller Thyme www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2018/09/departed-cat-makes-herself-known.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=twitter&utm_campaign=Feed:+PhantomsAndMonstersAPersonalJourney+(Phantoms+and+Monsters)
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