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As if seeing the weird black orb floating in my room the other night wasn’t enough to get a good freak on, my cat has now decided to suddenly look into the doorway to my darkened bedroom, run towards the door as though she was about to catch something and then eerily back up like she is afraid.
I can’t see a thing. I even got the flashlight to look behind the mirror and in the closet. There isn’t anything there. She is now sitting in my room watching some invisible object as it moves along the floor.
Call me short-sighted, but when I saw the orb the other night and posted about it here, I didn’t think about all the times my cat has sat on the edge of my bed and “watched” something floating around the room. Those of you who have been reading my blog probably remember the times I have been spooked by her actions and even gotten down and laid beside her trying to see what she is looking at.
I don’t know if they are connected, but I can tell you that I’m feeling a little spooked tonight.
Okay, folks. Its official. Either my dog hallucinates or there is something flying around in my house that I can’t see.
He’s been doing it for weeks. He lies on the floor and suddenly jumps as though a fly has landed on him. He then watches it as though it is flying around him. Focuses on a point on the floor and stares for several minutes. Suddenly it appears the fly as taken flight and he watches it around the room and then focuses on a new point.
I thought I just was too far away to see the fly… but today, I decided to investigate. I got up close and personal and there was NO FLY or any visible object to justify his behavior.
Most of us go through life looking for reasons to explain those odd occurrences that somehow appear in our lives. The assumption, of course it that there are explanations. Recently, an unexplained occurrence happened in my home and has left me racking my brain for plausible explanations.
I might have seen this differently if I wasn’t sure I was the last one to go to bed or if we were a family that ordinarily got up at night. But I was, we aren’t and I simply can’t explain this.
As I said, I was the last one to bed. Everyone else was already asleep when I turned in. I turned out the kitchen lights, checked that the candle on the stove was out and went to bed.
I was the first one up in the morning. I walked into the kitchen to discover one of the burners on our gas stove as on and burning brightly. The air was warm, so it had obviously been on for a while. The knobs on this stove need to be pushed in and turned to light them.
I did not use that burner the evening before, nor did I use it while cooking dinner.
So how did it get on? Could I have stood in a dark kitchen and not have noticed a lit burner before going to bed? Could I have reached over the stove to turn out the light without feeling the heat of the burner or noticing the flame?
I have no explanation, but I do know that it was a bit startling to awake to a flame in my kitchen that simply should not have been there.
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.