A Few Rude Visitors
Okay, I abandoned this Ghost Blog for a few months. I just got discouraged when I saw that after my first entry, the only people following up were posting SPAM-type ads for stocks and such. You know, though, I've met some some wonderful people interested in the world of ghosts over the last month or so, that I'm just going to bite the bullet, delete their inappropriate posts, and move on.
So I do have a story to tell, but it starts out kind of sad. Our 12 year old basset, Samantha, passed away on Labor Day Sunday. It was a very, very tough weekend. To tell this story, though, I have to re-wind to last December. In December of 2004 I was working on the book, "A Ghost in MySuitcase". There were a few places that I wasn't going to be able to visit before the book was due, so I arranged email and phone interviews with those locations. One of these was "Thayer's B&B" in Minnesota, and after setting up an interview by phone, I spoke with a wonderful lady named Sharon. Along with some wonderful stories about the inn, Sharon also told methat she was a psychic, and was available for readings for her guests. We talked for an hour or so, covering all of the ghost stories from her B&B. She was a very nice lady, and I greatly enjoyed the time that I spent talking to her. I didn't have any more contact with her until a week or so ago - just a couple of days after Samantha died. Out of the blue, I got an email from her asking if something was wrong, that she hadn'tbeen able to get Tami and I out of her mind for the last few days (even though I only spent a few hours with her on the phone that Sunday afternoon). I emailed her back and told her about Samantha, and she responded by saying that she was getting an impression of Sam being with two other dogs, all three of which were concerned about us. What she couldn't have known is that one of those other dogs must be Murphy, our 13 year old basset who died last January, and the other is Fred, our first basset that we lost thirteen years ago. The dogs must think that we should be a two-basset family, because she told me that they are searching for a basset for us to adopt. She also said that Samantha didn't hurt much in her passing, but is glad that part is over. She said that Sam can move much faster now, and she likes that - and she told us to watch for flashes of fur in the house.
Believe me, I'm watching for those flashes of fur!
So I do have a story to tell, but it starts out kind of sad. Our 12 year old basset, Samantha, passed away on Labor Day Sunday. It was a very, very tough weekend. To tell this story, though, I have to re-wind to last December. In December of 2004 I was working on the book, "A Ghost in MySuitcase". There were a few places that I wasn't going to be able to visit before the book was due, so I arranged email and phone interviews with those locations. One of these was "Thayer's B&B" in Minnesota, and after setting up an interview by phone, I spoke with a wonderful lady named Sharon. Along with some wonderful stories about the inn, Sharon also told methat she was a psychic, and was available for readings for her guests. We talked for an hour or so, covering all of the ghost stories from her B&B. She was a very nice lady, and I greatly enjoyed the time that I spent talking to her. I didn't have any more contact with her until a week or so ago - just a couple of days after Samantha died. Out of the blue, I got an email from her asking if something was wrong, that she hadn'tbeen able to get Tami and I out of her mind for the last few days (even though I only spent a few hours with her on the phone that Sunday afternoon). I emailed her back and told her about Samantha, and she responded by saying that she was getting an impression of Sam being with two other dogs, all three of which were concerned about us. What she couldn't have known is that one of those other dogs must be Murphy, our 13 year old basset who died last January, and the other is Fred, our first basset that we lost thirteen years ago. The dogs must think that we should be a two-basset family, because she told me that they are searching for a basset for us to adopt. She also said that Samantha didn't hurt much in her passing, but is glad that part is over. She said that Sam can move much faster now, and she likes that - and she told us to watch for flashes of fur in the house.
Believe me, I'm watching for those flashes of fur!
posted by mitchel at 11:25 PM - 
4 Comments:
I'm sorry to hear about your dog. I'm really interested in ghosts lately, fell upon your site. Keep updating and I'll keep reading!
Thanks - we keep waiting to see a flash of fur running through the house. I'm sure that we will one of these days!
wow..what a wonderful story...have you seen any flashes of the fur lately?
Watch not only for fur, but listen for a little yip or a bark. Or a very warm feeling when you are sitting in a place they used to love being with you.
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