I received my Golden Retriever, Rusty, as a present for my 7th Birthday. Quickly, she became my best friend and could read me like a book; she knew when I was having a bad day, and knew exactly what to do to. She was always there to protect me from strange, odd noises we heard in our house and other dogs that roamed the neighbourhood She grew up with me, and helped me survive through junior high, my first break up, and the other obstacles I had to overcome through my teenage years.
In the beginning of my senior year, she was diagnosed with kidney failure. The hardest thing that I ever had to do was euphonize her, and I was devastated for weeks. I had truly lost a best friend that I will never forget. However, Rusty was not only special for the obvious reasons; I truly believe that she was able to sense the paranormal activity that has existed in our house since we built it.
As a single mother, my mom had to work two jobs to make ends meet. After her first job, she would bartend from 6 pm until at least 1 in the morning, leaving me home by myself. There would be many times that Rusty would stare at our door, with her ears perked up. Since this freaked me out, I dismissed it as a cat in our garbage or a neighbour arriving home. However, her reactions to the activity became unexplainable.
When I would sit on my couch, the same spot every night, finishing up my homework or reading, she would occasionally sit right in front of me, and look directly above my head. Sometimes she would just stare at it, but other times she would growl. When I would turn around, there would be nothing there, or nothing that would catch her attention, like a glare. I tried my best to ignore it, but I couldn't help but wonder if there was something in our house that shouldn't be there. Also, there was one spot, right above our computer desk, that she would do the same thing to. Although this was enough to make one paranoid, there was more to come. Also, my dog hated my room upstairs. She followed me around everywhere, but that is one place she would not go.
I myself had experienced activity in there and rarely ever sleep in it. Being in there by myself makes me feel anxious and paranoid because of the things I have experienced, and it obviously did the same thing to my dog.
My cousin, who was very sensitive to paranormal phenomena, was hanging out with me one night. I was explaining what was going on to him and how it was creeping me out. He asked me, "What would you think if there was someone behind you?" I responded, "As long as it's someone I know, I don't really mind." At that point, Rusty looked above my head and began to growl. I didn't know how to react and still don't know what to think of it four years later.
My Pomeranian and four cats do not seem to sense the same things as Rusty. It makes me wonder...what made her so sensitive and special? Was there something about the closeness of our relationship that made her experience these things? The experiences that I shared with you are only the tip of the iceberg of what I experienced in my own home, but these few have effected me the most.
Any mature comments would really be appreciated.