A family across the street from us owned a German Shepard named Tino. Now, before I tell the story I have to say that Tino was a beast. He was very protective of the family and when people came by their house, he barked non-stop. You could never mistake his barking with another dog, as he had this very distinct loud howl he would do. Well, not too long ago Tino passed away with old age. After Tino died, the whole family was heart broken. He was their protector, and they loved him. Here is the story.
A week or so after Tino died, the family went on vacation to Florida to see their relatives. They stayed there for about a week, maybe less.
I am a good friend of this family, and would go over their house on many occasions because I live across the street. So they left me in charge of getting their mail and bringing it inside.
One day I had a buddy over, and we were hanging out in my backyard. I then remembered I had to get their mail. I got it and brought it through the backyard and to their backdoor. (They left me a key to the backdoor so I could walk right into the kitchen and drop it on the table, as that was the easiest way.) While carrying the mail I got a phone call, so I put the mail down on the patio table in the backyard and answered it. After I was done with my call I put my phone down and picked up the mail, and brought it inside. I walked back to my house and left my phone on the table by accident.
When I realized this, I told my buddy to go retrieve it, because I am kind of a lazy person. My buddy came back not a minute later and said "No way I'm going in that backyard, that dog is nuts!". I couldn't believe what he had just said. I asked him what he was talking about, and he told me that when he went to the fence to go to the backyard, a German Shepard ran towards the fence and began to howl and bark. I couldn't believe what he had just said, so I ran to the neighbors house with my buddy and went into the backyard. Nothing was there. I told him that the dog he described died about a week ago. My buddy was dumbfounded and said, "But... but I swear I saw a dog, it almost attacked me..." He had never been even remotely close to that house before, there was no way he could have made that story up.
Well, the next night I went to bed thinking about it, and heard a growling howl. Not any ordinary howl, but Tino's howl. I quickly looked out my window towards the house, but nothing was there. I knew Tino was still watching over that backyard.
As soon as the family got home, I told them what happened. They weren't scared at all, they were actually looking forward to anything happening. That's how much they loved that dog. It just goes to show how much Tino cared for that family, as he protected the house during his Life and in Death.