I don't believe in ghosts
Really, I don't.
Yes, there is Ghost Dog from down the road, but I have not seen it for a while.
When I first saw it, Ghost Dog was standing by the side of the road....its white coat blowing in the wind. But there was no wind. It was a calm night. I slowed down as I passed it and Ghost Dog's head just followed my car as I drove passed.
And yes, sometimes I feel there is someone walking around the house at night. But when I get up, I find no one.
And yes, after Corki died I sometimes heard her little foot steps in the middle of the night.
But I don't believe in ghosts.
So explain this to me.
I pulled out of my driveway tonight, listening to Jimmy Buffett, and as I drove down the street I saw a man in the road.
He had on a long gray jacket. As a matter of fact, everything about him was gray. Gray hair that hung to his shoulder, gray satchel slung over his arm, gray face, gray pants. Gray, you get it?
I blinked and he disappeared.
Now, it could have been a reflection on the windshield that resembled a person. And it all took place in a fraction of a second, but the image was burned into my brain.
Like I said, I don't believe in ghosts....... but.......
I need to post a sign in the house like they do on construction sites: "We've gone _____ days without an accident."
Then I have to teach Beth to read it.
We notice a pattern. When Julia has her downstairs and plays fetch the ball, Beth runs and runs and then without warning will drop a load.
We think she just gets excited from running and playing.
So we are banning her from the basement for a while. Plus, she steals paper and distracts Julia at work, so she is now staying upstairs.
Tomorrow I take her to the rescue people, who will take her to the vet and have her spayed.
I really wish she could understand we are not giving her away and she will be back. Hopefully she does not get distressed or depressed.
Day 4 of the cold, still coughing. I think I hacked up a lung today.
Peace and Love
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