Animals responding to the unseen
Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2018 10:14 am
How many of you have seen first hand, a dog or cat stop what they are doing to stare intently at a corner of the room, and maybe even vocalising at something we cannot see or explain?
Twice, I witnessed this, in the old place at Annerley, where three of my family members in years past, had passed.
Among other stories, I suppose it's as good a place as any to share those experiences, and while I cannot explain what happened truly, there is no doubt in my mind that my pets could detect something going on that I could not.
The first time, both my Rottweiler dogs, who had been sleeping on the floor at my feet, sat up, ears pricked, and moved over to stand about 2m from the corner of the dining room, where the phone table and an old dresser were located. The stared at this corner in silence, and would not come when called, only looking over to me, then turning their attention back to the corner. This went on for 2 or 3 minutes before they just stopped doing it, almost simultaneously turned and came back over, tail stumps wagging, to plop back down on their mats and go to sleep.
The second time, I and my then-husband were woken by the sound of deep growling directly under our bedroom in the same house. No idea of the time, but we both dressed and headed on down there with torches, because when Diesel growled or barked, there was good reason to investigate. Now, this was an old Qld cottage, built in 1893, on 9 foot stumps at the front (directly under our room) and 5 foot ones at the back of the house, to accommodate the slope of the land. On arriving under the house, we both saw Diesel standing with all hackles up, a terrifying rolling growl coming almost constantly from him, on high alert, and we both thought he had bailed up a thief, as crime was rampant in our suburb. Two very bright powerful torches showed nothing, not even a rat or possum that might have provoked such an over-reaction from Diesel the Rott, and we searched everywhere. At no time did Diesel even show he knew we were there, he never moved his rivetted stare from the place he was looking. There simply wasn't anything there, but he would NOT stop this unbelieveable growling, and we never heard him utter it again in the course of his lifetime with us. We couldn't call him away, he wouldn't leave, and perplexed, we searched the entire under house, which didn't take long, and the yard outside. Nothing. We were standing out the front at some ungodly hour of the morning shining our torches on the outside of the house and roof when Diesel came out and joined us. No idea what he saw or why he reacted so.
If you have similar stories, please share.
Twice, I witnessed this, in the old place at Annerley, where three of my family members in years past, had passed.
Among other stories, I suppose it's as good a place as any to share those experiences, and while I cannot explain what happened truly, there is no doubt in my mind that my pets could detect something going on that I could not.
The first time, both my Rottweiler dogs, who had been sleeping on the floor at my feet, sat up, ears pricked, and moved over to stand about 2m from the corner of the dining room, where the phone table and an old dresser were located. The stared at this corner in silence, and would not come when called, only looking over to me, then turning their attention back to the corner. This went on for 2 or 3 minutes before they just stopped doing it, almost simultaneously turned and came back over, tail stumps wagging, to plop back down on their mats and go to sleep.
The second time, I and my then-husband were woken by the sound of deep growling directly under our bedroom in the same house. No idea of the time, but we both dressed and headed on down there with torches, because when Diesel growled or barked, there was good reason to investigate. Now, this was an old Qld cottage, built in 1893, on 9 foot stumps at the front (directly under our room) and 5 foot ones at the back of the house, to accommodate the slope of the land. On arriving under the house, we both saw Diesel standing with all hackles up, a terrifying rolling growl coming almost constantly from him, on high alert, and we both thought he had bailed up a thief, as crime was rampant in our suburb. Two very bright powerful torches showed nothing, not even a rat or possum that might have provoked such an over-reaction from Diesel the Rott, and we searched everywhere. At no time did Diesel even show he knew we were there, he never moved his rivetted stare from the place he was looking. There simply wasn't anything there, but he would NOT stop this unbelieveable growling, and we never heard him utter it again in the course of his lifetime with us. We couldn't call him away, he wouldn't leave, and perplexed, we searched the entire under house, which didn't take long, and the yard outside. Nothing. We were standing out the front at some ungodly hour of the morning shining our torches on the outside of the house and roof when Diesel came out and joined us. No idea what he saw or why he reacted so.
If you have similar stories, please share.