I've been thinking today of my dearly departed dog, Smokey, and when I think of him, I often think of something unexplainable that happened shortly after he died. All I can call it is a ghostly visitation.
It was late, the wee hours of a morning about a month after Smokey had died. I woke a bit, hearing Smokey's tags as he entered the bedroom, then felt him nudge my hand, as he did if he needed to go out at night. Please pause here to note I felt him nudge my hand - I heard his tags.
I woke more fully and realized with sadness that Smokey was gone and it must have been a dream. But then . . . I noticed a strange light coming from down the hall! Mystified, I got up and went to investigate. The refrigerator door was ajar! I have no idea how it got left open, but I'm sure that Smokey was watching out for us and knew that wasn't right, so came to me to let me know about it.
How about you? Any odd or unexplained things ever happen to you? Do tell!