...About the Possibility that Poltergeists Actually Exist.
Today, I endured two experiences that each raised the hairs on the back of my neck.
As I woke up this morning, I felt footsteps walk down to the foot of my bed. I actually held my breath in anticipation of the bed-shaking butt-wiggle that always preceeded the inevitable and unceremonious 'plop' of my cat jumping to the floor. I shrugged this incident off as being the tail-end of a dream I couldn't recall.
Earlier this evening, as I was doing the dishes, I felt something touch the back of my leg in EXACTLY the spot my cat used to touch her nose to let me know she was back there. Of course, when I looked, there was nothing there.
If these events continue, I may be forced into rethinking some of my long-standing beliefs.
BTW, did I forget to mention that my home and hatchery were previously a church and parsonage?
