It all started when I was 12 or so (I'm 19 now). As a child I had experienced many awful things, such as almost being kidnapped, running away and losing a very loved pet. I was very depressed when my dog, Bailey, died and I became very angry at the world and God as well, I just didn't understand why God would take something so precious to me. I began acting out towards my parents and to my friends and even my teachers, I know it may sound ridiculous to some of you... "Oh wow this girl's retarded, she's mad at the world just because her dog died..." But that dog was everything I had, I didn't have many friends in school, and my family would ignore me a lot since I'm the middle child so you get idea.
Of course I got over it but then my other dog died, well he had to be put down (Internal Bleeding) and I couldn't just stand there and watch them euthanize him so I stayed home. Later that night I was in the kitchen, minding my own business, plus doing my homework when I heard a dog barking, and I thought to myself... "ok... That was weird, it sounded just like Roy" (dog that got put down) so I open the back door leading to the backyard and look around... I didn't see anything so I turned around to go back inside and to my surprise... There he was, wagging his tail and everything. At this point I thought I was going crazy, but he really was there, I was so happy to see that he looked like he was at peace, and no longer suffering. He stayed for a while (I was crying and saying my good byes and that I'll hopefully see him again) he gets up, walks a little further away, looks back at me, barks, and he disappears.
That was the last time I ever saw him, but every now and then when I get gloomy I hear him bark... And sometimes when I go out for a walk in the night, I'll hear little doggy footsteps as if he's walking with me...
I would have freaked out but since you loved him so much. I'm happy for you 😁
Do you still see him? Or hear him?
Just curious
Thanks for sharing your story