My front door opens into a foyer, which opens directly into the family room. From where I sit on the couch in the evening, I can’t turn my head 45 degrees and see the foyer and front door. About 10 years ago, there was a small plastic cage- like ball cat toy with a bell in it on the foyer floor. I just happened to glance toward the front door, glanced down to the cat toy, and it spontaneously rolled slowly across the foyer floor for about 4 feet. No fan, no earthquake, nothing I could find to explain it even all these years later. To this day, all dogs I have ever owned have, at one time or another, uttered that low, guttural growl while staring in the direction of the foyer. Not often, but often enough. My foyer is haunted.
My front door opens into a foyer, which opens directly into the family room. From where I sit on the couch in the evening, I can’t turn my head 45 degrees and see the foyer and front door. About 10 years ago, there was a small plastic cage- like ball cat toy with a bell in it on the foyer floor. I just happened to glance toward the front door, glanced down to the cat toy, and it spontaneously rolled slowly across the foyer floor for about 4 feet. No fan, no earthquake, nothing I could find to explain it even all these years later. To this day, all dogs I have ever owned have, at one time or another, uttered that low, guttural growl while staring in the direction of the foyer. Not often, but often enough. My foyer is haunted.
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