Just now as I was in the kitchen, a little knock at the door. Just the kind of knock Mr. B used to do when he wanted in. Of course, there was nobody there. I like to think it was him, dropping by to say hello. It is the 1 week anniversary of when that Bobcat got him and it was just around this time that he disappeared, so I am sure he knew I was thinking of him. Not that I have really stopped thinking of him since we found him (really Pooka led us to him) early Tuesday evening. If it is his ghost - I hope he drops by often.
It is so hot here tonight! My AC is not working well at all. The damn pads need to be replaced. I am not really tired, which is just as good since I never can sleep if I am hot. Although, eventually I will have to try. The thing about the type of walls I have is that the house stays cooler during the day, but at night all the heat seems to radiate out from them. It works out fine in the winter, but not so great in the summer. :-)
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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I'm sure it was Mr. B Lesley. I've had similar experiences... I know his spirit is still around you.
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