This experience did not happen to me, but it is an experience my mom had.
My mom and dad owned a beautiful dog when I was younger. She was a very loving dog and very gentle. She was a Golden Retriever. She truly was part of our family. We all loved her and spoiled her, and we were all extremely heartbroken when she died.
She was a great dog, but she had a really bad habit of eating toilet paper. She would go upstairs to the bathroom and rummage through the garbage and eat any toilet paper she could find. You would hear her paws and nails tap up the hardwood stairs, and you knew where she was headed.
About a week after she had died, my mom was in the kitchen doing dishes. She heard that familiar tapping up the stairs and said, "Clancy, what do you think you're doing?"
My mom put down the dish rag and was heading to the stairs when she realized that Clancy was gone.
My mom put down the dish rag and was heading to the stairs when she realized that Clancy was gone.
Yet the sound was so distinct.
My mom said she definitely heard that familiar sound of her going up the stairs, yet she couldn't have because Clancy had recently died.
My mom said she definitely heard that familiar sound of her going up the stairs, yet she couldn't have because Clancy had recently died.
My mom got all choked up and teary-eyed, for she said she knew that Clancy was still with us.
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