Me and my girlfriend brought a rescue Rottweiler (which was used for dog fighting) from an Animal Shelter. With its pesky grey eyes, we instantly loved it. Although distant and distrusting at first, the relationship soon warmed up and we felt we had completed a family.
Besides his general distrusting nature of people based on its past experience, Mesa soon became comfortable around the house. We live in a apartment, thankfully which is accepting pets! On cold nights, with my girlfriend out of town, I and Mesa (my dog) would snuggle up and watch TV. Often, I would be awoken by his barking (kind of a happy barking) and swear that I saw energy orbs around it.
I never thought too much of it, until my girlfriend told me 2 months ago that she felt something around our dog especially when it was alone, or in the night and it would do its happy bark.
Intrigued, both of us checked into the background of our dog in detail and found that he was part of a litter which was raised for dog fighting and other cruelty. Most of his family had died, other than his little brother, who was adopted by a different family. We were heartbroken and understood that the dog was probably happy barking because it saw its family. Two weeks ago he passed away in his sleep. We buried it at a local river side pet cemetery.
Both of us missed him so much, so much that we decided to try calling its name to see if we could feel him around us. We took our camera, in case we felt him. I am happy to say we felt him. I have pictures of him and his family (I presume).