Wednesday 14 November 2007

Viewing the daemon (Dog Day Afternoon)

When our old dog was dying (Margarets first one). I woke up in the middle of the night, to see it projecting itself onto the ceiling. When Margaret's mum was on the way out, our Labrador wouldn't go near her but kept barking as though it could see something floating above her. The other night, after I'd taken our new dog Jack for a walk, we came back and he immediately started barking at something, seemingly hoovering over her (Margaret revealed that while we were out, Holly had become so motionless, for a minute she thought she'd died).

Does anybody else out there have similar memories of human/ animal reaction or visions of loved ones seen or sensed like this?

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