White shirt skirts acoss aisle.

Today at my wife's store in Byesville, Ohio, I definitely observed a strange sight. It was early afternoon and a group of customers had just left. I was standing at the checkout station and my wife, facing me, was relating a story one of the customers had told her. Suddenly, across on the other side of the store I distinctly observed a white, long sleeved dress shirt move like it had someone in it down the far aisle toward the forward part of the store. I was startled but managed to say, What's that?" to my wife who had her back to the aisle. By the time she turned to look the form was gone. Telling her what I saw, she replied, "That sort of thing happens frequently. Maybe that sort of thing happens to her frequently but it startled me and I can't say it happens to me frequently. If I recall correctly, and I did see what ever it was for several seconds, it appeared to be a long sleeved, white, dress shirt. But I cannot say that it looked "solid" but on reflection I'd say it was a bit transparent. It moved quickly and was filled out, like someone was in it though no one could be seen. "Chalk it up to this old store being over 100 years old" was my wife's take on the episode. There are no windows on that side of the store. The only window on the side I was on, is a window in the entrance door and it is pretty much blocked by a large "open" sign. There are two windows in the rear of the store on the cash register side but they are heavily obscured and a wall separates them from the front half of the store. No rear windows until you enter the backroom and that door is kept closed. I do not know what I saw. I only know what it looked like.

Digging and Scratching noises

Last night we turned in about 11:30 pm. My wife went to her bedroom in the east wing of the house (She has a leg problem which requires frequent monitoring) and the two dogs and I went to the master bedroom. The dogs and I romped and played for about 30 minutes to tire them out good (I'm usually the one who is tired out). We all settled in for the night. The older dog took a position at the foot of the bed, made three turns and flopped down. He rarely stays there more than an hour or so, after which he jumps down and goes to his regular bed on the floor next to the heat registers. The younger dog takes her place about midway on the bed and pretty much stays there unless thunder is heard or the night turns cold when she moves toward the head of the bed. Last night I had just about dozed off when I was awakened by frantic digging and scratching noises. Dogs digging the covers is a definite no-no and I thought I had them broken of the habit. Because the sounds came from toward the foot of the bed I naturally thought it was the older dog digging up the covers. I yelled at him to stop. Looking toward the foot of the bed I could see him lying there looking at me as if to say "Stop what?" He was not digging and the younger dog, much closer to me was sleeping through it all. So neither dog were reacting to the digging noises. That is strange. I turned on the light beside of the bed and the digging sounds immediately stopped. The phantom digger has dug me awake before. There is never any sign of the digger or the dug. The dogs seem to ignore the sound though it is rather loud (if you have a dog who digs the carpet or blankets you know what I mean). I really don't think mice would dig that loud. If we have rats I'm not aware of it and besides I think the dogs would react to a rat. So what causes these sounds in the middle of the night? Another old house mystery.