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![]() Group: Pet Lovers Posts: 4,059 Joined: 6-January 11 From: Louisville KY Member No.: 6,946 ![]() |
It's been a while since I have posted. Theresa and I are doing as well as can be expected, soldiering on. The other night she seemed quite agitated (more than usual when I get home from work) She seemed to be chasing something in the hallway. I thought it might be a bug, but I could not see or hear anything. She seemed most focused on the door to the furnace closet. Tom used to fixate on that as well to the point I teased him about chasing imaginary "closet monsters" Then I thought maybe there IS some presence there, and now she is picking up on it the way he used to. And then I thought what a bit of irony if it was, in fact, Tom's spirit paying a visit. I did seem to feel his presence, but chalked it up to imagination and wishful thinking. Anybody have any thoughts on that?
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![]() -------------------- Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. |
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![]() Group: Pet Lovers Posts: 4,059 Joined: 6-January 11 From: Louisville KY Member No.: 6,946 ![]() |
Thanks, everyone for chiming in with your kind words. I thought I was cracking up or maybe had been watching too much Hauntings on Animal Planet. I used to get a sense of Tom often not long after he passed with no outside help (Theresa) But, as time went on, not so much. I'm going to look upon this as a gift from both Tom and Theresa, his "messenger" ~
-------------------- Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. |
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