A Ghost of a Chance
I believe in ghosts. It's because I saw one. Well, I didn't actually see it, but my dog did. It was the middle of the night, in a new apartment, and my dog was restless. Suddenly he jerked his head toward the windows and followed something with his gaze across the room to the door, which then swung shut by itself. From that day on he was terrified of being left alone in that apartment, and if he was would scratch his paws bloody attempting to escape. Ghosts exist.
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I believe not only humans but animals can be ghosts. I had a little cat for years who still comes once in awhile and jumps on my bed. My dog has learned to live with her. She comes to visit about once a month. Excellent cartoon, by the way (grin)
My mother came back to say goodbye. It was profound. And real.
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