Absolutely. Two examples, beyond my psychotic cat who has e.s.p....
Big pit bull. Thinks he's a lap dog. His 17 year old boy goes into the hospital. Dog starts howling for no reason at 4:30 one afternoon. In the hospital 30 miles away, his boy had a seizure and his heart stopped for 45 seconds at that moment. Two days later, mom and dad come home. Dog has been freaking out since 1:30 am per the neighbors. Dog greets mom and dad, smells them, takes off for his boy's bedroom and pees all over his bed. Boy died at 1:35 am. This happened three weeks ago today.
Little bitty mutt dog. Sweet 13 year old puppy. Snapped at every person that came near her 3 y.o. girl. Starts trembling for apparently no reason on Friday. No one had noticed that her girl had been apneic for almost a minute. Girl comes back and puppy relaxes. Puppy starts barking every morning at about 4:25 am. At 4:30 am on Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, all of the girl's toys start playing music and turning themselves on. Wednesday morning, 3am. Puppy refuses to leave girl's side for the first time since she became comatose on previous Thursday. Girl takes her last breath at 4:30 am. Puppy refuses to go into the room after funeral home leaves with her girl. Puppy will randomly run into the center of the room and throw herself on the floor, belly up. All of girl's toys start playing music. Everyone in room gets goosebumps. That was my morning today.
So, yeah. I don't believe in God, but I sure as heck believe in spirits. And animals are so very sensitive to them. I went to a college that was haunted. I didn't believe then. Until I experienced it firsthand. One still lives with me today. And my cat loves him/her. Will weave in circles like he does around my legs when he wants what I'm cooking. But no one is there. Never had a negative experience, just scary a few times and quite helpful others.
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The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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