Ghost Dogs and Spirits

Ghost Dogs and Spirits – a true Halloween Story

When I rented a furnished home for a few months, the last thing I expected to see were ghost dogs and spirits. But it happened to me.

One sunny fall morning I looked up from my bowl of oatmeal and was taken quite by surprise to see a column of hazy white in front of the door to the indoor porch. What surprised me even more was the nonchalance I felt upon seeing her, as just the thought of seeing a ghost sends me into instant fear.  As I gazed upon my visitor to figure out who or what it was, I noticed there was no discernible human form per se, but the energetic sense felt female and benign. She remained there, unmoving, until I broke my gaze. She appeared a week or so later in the same spot. I looked up from my dinner and there she was. My curiosity was piqued, but I told not a soul.  All I knew was that this lakeside home was renovated from an old cottage.

A second, less mysterious apparition appearing in that house was a small, dark haired, terrier-like dog who walked by me as I was lying in bed with the light on. He entered the room, took several steps, and vanished. This also happened twice. Just as with the ‘white lady’, I doubted that I had actually seen a ghost dog and kept my visions to myself.

The confirmation of the white lady’s presence came when a friend was visiting. She had no such doubts about spirits or her ability to see them, and blurted out, “You know, you have a spirit in this house.” I looked up from the living room floor to see her pointing at the door the dining area.  “I know”, I replied matter-of-factly, “I’ve seen her twice already in the same spot.”

The little dog’s identity was confirmed when I noticed a little photo of him on the dresser. When I asked my landlord about it she said, “Oh, yes, that was my dog Gizmo.” I did not share about seeing him walking past the bed. The next several months passed without incident.  Were my spirit visitors still in the house?  Were they staying hidden once they knew they were seen? I’ll never know. When I moved out I took the secret of my spirit visitors with me. That was the last time I can honestly say I’ve seen a ghost.

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