Phantom dog paws

While this is not a big deal; nonetheless it can be disconcerting. While reading my E mail, today in the Library, just before 8:00 pm, I distinctly felt two dog paws on my rightside pants leg. Often, if my dogs need to go, they will let me know in this manner. I immediately put my hand down to stroke which ever dog (we have two) was asking. My hand met with blank space and the paws released like the dog had jumped back down. There was no dog there, nor was any even close. My wife insisted they were both in the kitchen with her. Just an interesting observation.

Follow-up

Nothing new in the paranormal has occurred since I last posted. But I hought I should mention that my dogs are back to normal, Believe me three nights of that was way more than I needed. I have no idea what had them so scared for three consectitive nights; but it appears to be over now....thank goodness.

Dogs suffer night-nerves

For the past three nights my dogs have about driven me nuts. Everything is just fine all day but when night-time sets in problems begin. Even at the point where we go upstairs for the night the dogs, both of them, seem happy to go upstairs. Once upstairs they will play with each other and chase the toy. But sometime during the play, before my wife and I turn in, they both suddenly head for the bed and shake, not your typical lets rearrange our hair shake, but rather I'm scared outta my hide quiver-shake. The older dog heads under the bed and the younger jumps up on the bed and shakes so hard the whole bed shakes. sometimes it takes a half an hour to get them settled down. So we my wife and I have seen absolutely nothing that should scare these two. The older dog isn't easily frightened. This whole episode is beginning to wear thin. What do they see or sense that my wife and I do not? This has gone on for three nights now. If it continues I'm not certain what I'll do. Heres hoping it does not repeat again.

Dog ears

Yesterday I worked in our attic making room for more stuff too good to throw away but not good enough to keep. The attic is large, has fairly high ceilings, is made up of two rooms and smells like bat. After an hour or so the heat and smell tends to drive one out of the attic into cooler, fresh air, zones. I needed to take a box of small stuff to the attic but noticed some items I figured I'd be using shortly, so I took the box into the master bedroom and layed across the bed with it, under the ceiling fan, to sort it out. While I was laying there I distinctly saw a pair of fuzzy, floppy, ears come up over the edge of the bed. But I was busy and figured it was my older dog the ears fit. After a moment or so, I realized that neither of my dogs should be upstairs. I looked a second time and still saw the ears. I started to call him on up on the bed but I had several items laid out and figuring my wife must be coming upstairs (how else could he get through the downstairs gate) I got up off the bed and there was no dog. I looked all over, there was no dog. I looked under the bed, no dog. He couldn't have gotten far in the few seconds it took me to get up. I went downstairs and my wife assured me the dogs were both with her and the gate hadn't been opened. So what did I see? The older dogs ears are characteristic; they are folded over, grey fur. I didn't just see them once, but twice. Of all of the dogs I have owned only three of them had the floppy ears. Two of them are the dogs I presently own and one of those two has black floppy ears. The other three dogs that I have had here, one had cropped ears and the other two had ears that were generally straight up (both occassionly carried one ear up and the other flopped, but never both down). I had a dog for almost 18 years that was grey and had two flopped ears. I wonder if I was seeing him? If not? What?

Repaired TV

As I reported on June 2, our TV set was smashed onto a stoneware jar with enough force to break not only the TV but the lid of the jar. We had only had the set a couple of months. On a chance, I called the company and explained that I realize the warranty was negated by the "accident". I asked if the TV could be repaired for less than the cost of a new one. Much to my surprise I was told that $50 could fix any set. I sent it back and it came back in working order. But I still think something owes me $50. Since my last blog the house has settled back into the common humdrums. I really see very little action here, normally, in summer. The house seems to become active in early November with short bursts of the weird and strange into April and then quiets down, mostly, until November again.

House has been noisy

The house has been exceptionly noisey the past few days. Sounds like doors slamming, thumps, bangs and other sounds that seem to have no rational explaination. One very loud sound that I heard as I was working on a project in the kitchen, sounded very much like a large shelf full of materials had gave way, sounded a lot like pots and pans but ended with an eerily tinkling or rolling sound like a bell or lid vibrating to a stop. Anything large like that should be pretty quickly noticed, wouldn't you think? It hasn't shown up yet. This house tends to go through these noisy cycles and most of the time no explaination is ever found for the noise. If you ever have a yen for living in an old antique of a house; do be prepared for the unusual.

Wife furious

In the past, events in this house, while spooky or irritating, has never, until today, been vicious. Today, in the early afternoon, I came in from working in the garage, mainly because of the heat and very high humidity. The house is still cool and far drier than the out of doors. I told my wife I was knocking off for an hour or so to cool down. I had several things I needed to check out on the computer so I headed for the library and got to it. My wife was starting supper and watching her favorite TV shows on a new 7 inch model TV that sat on the mantel over the kitchen fireplace. I hadn't worked but a few minutes when I hear a tremendous crash. Moving immediately I rushed to the kitchen and found my wife still standing by the kitchen stove with her mouth open. Looking at me she said " The TV just raised up into the air and was thrown down onto the floor". Rushing over to the area I saw the TV smashed, a heavy pottery jar that was under it had a broken lid (those sets weigh less than a pound). That TV had to have been slammed with a lot of force to break a large, heavy, fired clay jar lid. Obviously the "haunt" doesn't like Opera any more than I do....probably less, I wouldn't smash the set, I'd just turn it off. Something owes me the price of a TV...dang it. The TV has sit on the mantel for two months, since it was bought new. It had ample space all around it. The mantle is level and was uneffected. The doors were all closed. It was sunny and hot outside. So what would lift a small TV into the air and propel it forcefully into a large ceramic jar, busting the lid and then onto the floor? I hope this isn't a new side to this house's weirdness.