I've posted of experiences before.
I don't get a bad vibe from our home never have.
But I have experiences here..which I dislike, not as a fear or anything like that, but I try and zone out most. Guess that's why I drink...lol.
Anyway.
Week or so after getting out of the hospital ( was in 26 days or so for covid).
I had one that was different ( ish).
Few years ago, our cat( wife's really) died.( old like 21 yrs )
Found her under the house...under our room. That night she died...I came out from a 3am piss to see the cat curled up next to my wife and pillow. In thevAM is when I found her under the house( never came out for food).
Fast forward.
I had a dog. Our 1st as a family. Midnight, an Aussie shep we rescued. Got her in a time where I was having it rough. Bad anxiety and the probably depression. She was abused..and skittish around me. On a day off from work said fuck it...loaded us up and went hiking alone.1st for me in over 2 years...
After that it was me and Midnight. Jogging, hiking, etc. She was close to my wife kid...but not like me.
Well she got old....duh. hikes got shorter...naps longer...getting to the tree to run a squirrel took longer. But she was always up for a cuddle laying next to me ..chin on my lap..on our last few hikes you could tell...her mind and heart said let's keep going..but her body couldn't, it was hard on me.
One day...hone alone with her...I heard her bark funny from the porch...the next 3 to 4 hours of my life were a a hell for me.
Better me than the wife I told myself.
Anyway. Back to the week after my covid fucking.
To be honest..I'm struggling with some anxiety/I dunno what from my covid fucking...call it whatever, I don't like it.
So to the point of this..
I'm laying there...as I was on hospital time( woken every 2 hours for vitals) it's like 230, 3am.
I start smelling " old" dog., Midnight was having bladder issues and well...she had that musty old dog thing going lol.
I'm thinking, I'm haven't smelled that in months...wtf...
I was on my side trying to sleep...I feel a dog jump on the bed...she would never just jump up, at the end we had stairs for her. So like a double jump...then plop...like she would up against my legs
I laid there for a second...I could feel the weight against me, I pushed my legs out and felt resistance..I sat up right fucking fast....nothing....smell faded.
2 weeks before my uncle passed I had similar..same area of bed...like a person sitting down...a silhouette /shape of my grandmother, his mom was sitting there..vanish just as fast.
Anyways...had to vent,talk per say..
But also 1st time out of all my experiences that " smell" was involved...
Just cuz
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