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The Ghost of Sammy The Dog

I had Christmas dinner with one of my favorite uncles, older brother and father last night. During The course of our conversation, my uncle told me of a dream he had recently. He was in town from Montana and staying at my cousin’s house. My uncle awoke to find that the ghost of my grandfather’s beloved dog was haunting him. Apparently, the two of them had quite the conversation.  Sammy the dog informed that my uncle that she wasn’t happy with her current living situation.  She missed the familiar smells of the house and the occasional table scrap that would be thrown to her by my grandfather.  My uncle suggested to the dog that if she was not happy she should go live with someone who was a lot like my grandfather. A little while later, my elder brother must have come over for a visit.

The dog must have sensed a shift in the coolness factor.  After a little while, the dog decided to follow my brother home.  Granted, listening to the retelling of this dream was of lot more humorous.  There is nothing like the interjection of my uncle’s laugh when he is telling a story.   And will and will and all as dream made me think though.  Can an animal haunt a house? If so, how long does their spirit stick around?  How do you get rid of them? As he was telling him much more animated version of the story, I envisioned pet ghost Buster’s invading the house and capturing Sammy’s spirit in a pyramid shaped box.  I wonder if there really are people out there in the world to do that sort of thing. 

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