I have always been interested in the paranormal and came across this site while surfing around Halloween time this past year. I've always enjoyed reading the posts people have submitted and honestly, I never thought in a million years I'd ever post anything myself, although I firmly believe in the paranormal, I don't consider myself sensitive in any way at all.
I'm a HUGE dog lover and up until recently I had three dogs that are like my children. Before having my daughter I dabbled in dog rescue, which is how I wound up with three dogs. I currently live with my two-year-old daughter who has her separate bedroom and my two dogs. All three of my dogs would sleep with me in my room at night. The two I still have, have always slept on the unused right side of the bed and Luke would lie on the floor next to my bed on my side.
My oldest "boy" Luke was almost fifteen years old when I had to make that awful decision that no dog/animal lover ever wants to make. On December 4th, 2008, I said goodbye to the best friend I ever had. I had made the decision based on some health issues that came with his age.
One thing Luke had made a habit of doing was making very loud sighs when he'd want something such as attention, to be fed, to be let outside or, at the end, was just confused. It was more than annoying and I would often have to tell him to quiet down in order to get any sleep, which never seemed to really work anyway.
This past Thursday evening after putting my daughter to bed and doing a few things around the house, I was finally able to relax by lying in bed to watch the ten o'clock news. All the lights were off other than the TV when I heard the same sigh Luke always made. It was coming from the left side of my bed...Luke's spot. I muted the TV and listened again but nothing. Then about a minute later I heard it again.
Thinking it had to be one of my other dogs, I focused on them but not a sound, they had already crashed for the night so I kind of just blew it off until I heard it again. I hit the mute again on the TV and listened but things just fell silent. Then, as soon as I turned the sound back on I heard it again. I muted the TV one more time and I finally heard the sigh without distractions... It was plain as day. At that point I asked Luke to stop and I've not heard anything since.
I've second-guessed my decision more than once about putting him down and I miss him more than I can put into words. I had my Luke since he was born (he was born at my parent's house) and my life's just not the same without him. Granted, I know he's better off where he is and I'm very blessed to have a wonderful daughter and two other beloved dogs but I still miss him.
I often wonder if he could've told me what he wanted me to do, would he still be here? As I lay there though, after my experience, a comforting sensation came over me. Now, I wonder was it his way to let me know he's still with me or is it something else since he would sigh when he wanted something? I just don't know.
I realize my experience isn't as interesting, crazy, odd, etc as some of the other posts but the crazy part for me is that it happened to me. I decided to post my story because I'm curious if anyone else has had any similar experiences? I can't recall reading any other posts that have to do with animal spirits in this sense. Any input would be appreciated.
Thanks for reading and God Bless.