My Dog Sees Dead People

Today has been one of those gloomy days. In layman terms: I took a nap. I was in and out of consciousness, dreaming that I cleaned my room to the level of OCD. Every time I woke, a shower of disappointment fell over me. I was not disappointed that my room was not clean, but that I had fallen asleep while reading a good book and dreamed four times about thoroughly cleaning my room.

The last time I woke, I found my dog, Sydney, hiding under my bed. I have no idea why after seven years of "My butt shall rest on nothing but golden and fluffy pillows" she has decided to be a real dog and sleep on hardwood floors... under my bed. Do real dogs do that? Anyways, I put my hand down, bracing myself for the cold nose. When nothings happens, I look under my bed, still refusing to get out. (My bed is warm and it loves me) I see Sydney huddled in the corner with crazy eyes.

At this point, I notice it. One of the weirdest things my dog has ever done. My dog has aligned all of her toys in a semi-circle in front of her crate door. The first thing that strikes my mind is that my dog is great with shapes! This is so impressive! She really took time to make sure her toys were even and spread out accordingly. This dog probably knows sign language. The second thing I thought of was that this looks like she was trying to have a seance. Except she went for squeaky squirrels and tennis balls instead of salt. (A salt circle is known to protect you from spirits you are contacting in such events.) I have posted a visual aid. It may not look weird, but these toys were all over my apartment and for them to be in a perfect semi-circle... of course that means my dog is protecting herself from unwanted spirits.

I know this is not really relevant, but sometimes I really appreciate history. My apartment was built in the 1930's so it is awesome. On every door frame are old hinges for doors because that was how they retained heat inside back then. But it is kind of weird to think how many people must have lived here in the 80 years before us and how much Raleigh has changed since then.

Anyways my dog is awesome.

*--My dog is not awesome. She killed a baby mouse. Sydney is showing little remorse. Sociopath.

**--Maybe my dog is taking precautions because she thinks the mouse she brutally murdered this morning will haunt her.