This week though I have two great posts for you for those of y'all that follow this blog only. Those of y'all on the Patreon page will get an extra post.
It seems appropriate to be writing of this first spirit as snowflakes are currently swirling around my house. The cold, whiteness outside does seem magical to a Southern girl like me and I can start to understand why stories like the one I am writing about came to be. While I don't think I will be visited by any spirits in this storm (or the one that may come next weekend), this storm is setting the correct mood for this topic. Before I continue, go grab something warm to drink like coffee or hot chocolate. Yuki-Onna may be returning today and I would hate for you to freeze while you were reading this post about her.
When I planned this week's theme, I had no idea that ironically this week our town would be covered in snow. This week our area received 8 inches of snow. It has definitely made things interesting.
Near Chapel Hill, I use to take riding lessons with a guy I use to date. The gentleman and his wife that use to teach us how to ride told me once about a stable they had on their property. When they bought the property, it only had one stable. They use it now for storage because none of their horses would stay in the stable. Every evening they would put the horses in their stalls, making sure the doors were closed and latched tightly. A few hours later, they would look out the window to their horses walking around their property. All the stall doors would be wide open. They tried changing out the latches but the doors would still open by themselves. They ended up having to build a second stable for their horses.
Most everyone I meet loves dogs. Dogs are typically loving and faithful, unlike most humans. In fact, when I meet a human that doesn’t like dogs, I make sure I steer clear of those folks as much as possible. I will trust a dog’s judgment of a person or situation over that of a person’s judgment. In fact, when I first started dating my now husband, I told him that when I took him home to meet my dad, he would also have to pass my dog’s approval as well. Thankfully both Dad and Cujo loved him. My ex before Jeremy did not get along with Cujo at all. I should have listened to Cujo and avoided that heartache but at least listening to Cujo lead me to a long, happy relationship with Jeremy.
This first tale I have to share with you has actually been sent in by one of my readers. Thank you, Ashley S. of Alexandria, VA, for suggesting this topic which actually ended up leading to this week's theme of animal ghosts. If you have a topic you would like to see covered on ParanormalHousewife.com, let me know!