Just when I was beginning to think that any of the sounds or weird happenings in this house were the result of moving to a new place and getting used to the normal sounds, something weird happens.
Its late evening and I am the only one awake in the house, when suddenly the cat flies around the corner of the couch, stops and looks up towards the ceiling and appears to looking at something about midway between the floor and ceiling. She suddenly ducks as though being dive-bombed by crazed birds and then lifts her head to sneak another look. She ducks again and then cowers in place for a moment or two. She then walks off as though nothing had happened.
I don’t know about you, but that was enough to send shivers up my spine. I didn’t see or feel anything , but she obviously did.