Originally Posted by SexyJessi257 (Post 2037213)

ok againnnnn. Guys abby is barkin up a storm. My bf n her r alone in the house. We r I'm the living room n she keeps running back to the kitchen n she's barking but more than anything he's growling. Its sooooo freaky. My bf n I went n opened the door ( well actually him n I stayed back LOL) n he says he felt a chill so then I said hell Nahh I'm goin back. Well guess wat? He came back w crazy goosebumps!!!! I just yelled leave ur not welcome here. Omg I just had to share w u

Originally Posted by leipshen (Post 2032633)

I also live my life by the Word of God, however, I have had a couple of experiences similiar to these posted. One of them was so profound that It would be hard to chalk it up to anything else, other than a visit from my husband....

My husband died July 1st 2000. He was only 43 yrs old. He had a massive heart attack, totally out of the blue, no prior warning. I found him just minutes after it happened. We had been married for 20 yrs, high school sweethearts.

At the time of his death, we had two Schnauzers. My "Leipshen" (now 12 yrs old) was given to me by my husband on Valentines Day. She was a precious puppy and although she has always been "my dog" she loved my husband dearly. They had a daily ritual between them that went on from the time he gave her to me until he died...and I believe for three days after he died.

Every evening when my husband would get home from work, he would come in the front door very quitely, trying to see if he could make it into the house without "Leipshen" hearing him. He pulled it off only a couple of times when she was a puppy. The minute she would hear him, she would run like crazy , make this little excited yippy sound , wagging her little tail vigorously and lifting both front paws up and down , up and down. She would then turn and look at me, run to me , then run back to him. As if to say "Look mommy, daddy is home!" He would laugh and pick her (when she was a puppy) , later he would bend over to her giving her lots of love. she looked forward to this every day.

The day after he died, I was in the bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed , just staring straight ahead. ( I was completely lost and devistated). Leipshen was laying next to me on the bed. It was very quite in the house. all of a sudden..."Leipshen" whipped her head around to the bedroom door...she jumped up and flew off the bed...she stopped about four feet from the door, looking up, doing her little loving yip, wagging her tail so vigorously ...jumping up down, up down, EXACTLY the same welcome home that she had given him every day for years. She ran to me, jumped on the bed, yipping and whining , she then flew off the bed, stopping four feet within the room. She suddenly quited down, looking up, still wagging her tail, just like she would do when he would bend over and give her pets and loves.

I spoke to "Leipshen"...."Leipshen"..."is daddy here"? , she remained where she was, all happy. I said out loud, looking at where "Leipshen" was..."Jimmy"? "Are you here"? "Leipshen" turned and jumped back onto the bed, laying down and looking straight ahead. I just sat and cryed.

This happened for two more days. Always in the house, always in the bedroom (where I spent long hours). I don't remember telling anyone about it, or feeling much of anything except extremely sad.

It has been almost 8 yrs since Jimmy died. I still have my beloved "Leipshen", she is 12 yrs old and now totally blind. she is fine though and she is so good at navigating her way around that one can hardly tell that she is blind. i also have my beloved Yorkies, whom "Leipshen" loves to pieces and vice versa! My children and I have healed ( By the Grace of God). I never re-married, my kids are grown, and it is just me and my precious dogs. There have been incidents, at night , where both Yorkies will wake up and look at the bedroom door (different house). They will wag their tails and bark or whimper, (just for a couple moments). This wakes me up and I just lay quitely and smile, petting "Leipshen", who is snoring lightly beside me.

It is because of my devotion to God , and my uncertainty about anything paranormal , that has caused me to never share this story. It feels good to be able to share it with my friends here!

Originally Posted by Mom2BabyNatalie (Post 2034656)

Originally Posted by Mom2BabyNatalie (Post 2034656)

Originally Posted by ladyj (Post 2037618)

When my mother was dying, she saw my father, who had passed away 30 years earlier. She talked to him and said she was ready to go with him "right now." He apparently answered her because she said "all right, you know I've always been impatient." She died just a few minutes later. She was very peaceful and I believe my father was there to take her hand and walk with her into eternity. They were both very strong Christians and I believe they walked right into Heaven together. I expect both of them will be there when my time comes to cross over.

Originally Posted by Rae Rae (Post 2037340)

Is that people??? Or do I want to know? This picture def. scares me! I tried to zoom in on it. Attachment 222735

What's that supposed to be in the first pic?

Originally Posted by Rae Rae (Post 2037340)

Is that people??? Or do I want to know? This picture def. scares me! I tried to zoom in on it. Attachment 222735

What's that supposed to be in the first pic?

Originally Posted by ladyj (Post 2037618)

When my mother was dying, she saw my father, who had passed away 30 years earlier. She talked to him and said she was ready to go with him "right now." He apparently answered her because she said "all right, you know I've always been impatient." She died just a few minutes later. She was very peaceful and I believe my father was there to take her hand and walk with her into eternity. They were both very strong Christians and I believe they walked right into Heaven together. I expect both of them will be there when my time comes to cross over.

Originally Posted by izzi99 (Post 2039057)

Roscoe has woken us up a couple of times just barking in the middle of the night and sitting straight up.......then we realized he was stairing in the mirror so he was getting confused at seeing another dog in the mirror.

Originally Posted by xiju (Post 2039598)

Two of my experiences:

My father died in the hospital on his birthday, August 9, 1985. It was late at night and I was very upset, but still had to drive 35 miles home. I got into my car and started it up, by that time sobbing. All of a sudden, all I could smell was Old Spice, the aftershave my father always wore. I knew he was "sitting" in the passenger seat of my 2-seater sportscar. I gained my composure and drove home, comforted by his presence. When I parked the car in my driveway and turned off the ignition, the Old Spice scent vanished. I knew he was gone and has never visited again.

In 1988, I took my extremely aggressive Chinese Shar-Pei to the Vet to be neutered, at 8:30 on a Friday morning. At 11:50 a.m., I saw him "sitting" in the hallway, with his head caulked sideways, just looking at me. I said his name Jin Ju and then realized, hey wait a minute, you're at the Vet! The phone rang and when I answered it, it was the Vet calling to say my dog was dead. Jin Ju had come to say goodbye.

Originally Posted by donnarod (Post 2042024)

Wonder why Kanda is no longer a member.:confused: