As usual, we went down to Jacksonville this weekend to work on the house. Yesterday morning, I was lying on my air bed watching a DVD (Good Neighbors was a funny Britcom, by the way) on the laptop while Matthew was in the shower. Angus was lying on the floor next to me chewing on his bone and Brogan was standing in the doorway.
Something caught Brogan's eye and he looked up in the top corner of the room behind me. He scanned all the way across the room (I followed his eyes and head moving). I looked behind me and didn't see a thing (I was expecting a spider). He growled, which is something he rarely does unless he truly sees something, and backed out of the room.
He came back in and the same scenario repeated. This time, though, when he backed out of the room, it took some strong coaxing to get him to come to me. When he sat down beside me, he was shaking...
My mother's theory is that he saw my grandfather (who was a painter and who passed away in 2000) who was coming to inspect our latest paint job.
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We had poltergeists in our house
thirty years ago and the animals would stare at them, but not make a sound. I never saw any emantion here but is a previous place where i lived and, of all places, in a graveyard.
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