Comments for Things That Make Ya Go 'hmmm': Page 1

Hi, I am new to this website but have been reading it for a few months now. The submissions are closed right no so I am just going to post a few things here and they are not that long anyway. Around 1 am I see a dark figure in the corner of my eye, (I stay up late sometimes).

Last year around July I was doing something (dont remember what) but I turned around and saw what I assume is a demon. He was all black, naked (but no genitals like a doll) emaciated and did not have any mouth or nose, just empty eye sockets. I stood there shocked and eventually it walked away. I would say it was 5'1ft, I am 5'5ft. I am sorry if my writing isn't very specific or well written but I have not written in a long time (I used to be a blogger believe it or not).

~Britney Huntress~
Fb at Britney Huntress ❤

Well, maybe I've stopped shaking my head long enough to type something here. I bet we've all had our share of Hmmmm moments. I've been wondering what else could make that sound, it's actually quite distinctive. My friend has 2 daschunds around 10 years old or so. If I lay down on her living room floor (don't ask why I did this to start with) they'll drag the throw from the sofa and try to cover me with it.They'll also bring a stuffed toy to me then lay down next to me as if to say, "ok, take a nap." But they are small dogs and their nails make a different sound, as you pointed out. If it was some other critter, I'd think you'd see it run off. Perhaps it was Howard - who knows?

I bet it would be interesting if you could film the neighbor's dog when she's hanging around at your place!

Hey guys!

DARKNESS: I think if I'd seen that dog in the back seat I would've had to call off work for a few days LOL! 'Specially if it *poof* disappeared! I didn't think about the "living residual" but it makes sense since she seems to love our stair stoop so much. Hmmmm

RedWolf: Bear sounds like a great pal. So funny how he sensed he didn't have to protect you while your husband was around 😆. I bet your husband was surprised when you told him he'd seen Bear!

Fergie: It's kind'a hit or miss on the journal, but to me this was something to remember haha. After I'd talked it out with a few friends and the conclusion led us to the possibility that it could've been Howard, I felt a little guilty. But I hope he understands the predicament if it was him:)

Narella: You know, that may be why she likes our stoop so much! That just hit me LOL.

Spockie: That theory is pretty good, but we don't see many critters here. We have chipmunks and squirrels, but the larger nocturnal animals don't usually come into the older neighborhoods, like ours. We live about 2-1/2 miles from the Strip. Now, the closer to the mountains you get, the more critterfied it becomes. Some neighborhoods have reported mountain lions, coyotes, etc. Having lived in Ohio for the first 1/2 of my life, part of the culture shock when we first got here was he lack of roadkill 😆. Heck, we don't even see scorpions around here.

Alan: Wow! That must have freaked you guys out, huh? Yep, that's definitely a "hmmmm" moment if I ever heard one!

Thank you all for reading and commenting, and giving me other alternatives to think about! ❤

GRANNY- Something dealing with a dog that made me say, "Hmmmm..."

My friends Dave and Buddi moved to Cleveland about a year after I did; for a while, they lived with me, while they rehabbed the apartment upstairs. They brought with them three cats, and a dog, the same dog that appeared in "Daylight Phantom Hiker".Doag was a big, friendly, smart / stupid mutt, lovable, but sometimes a pain in the tuchus, like when he'd sneak out of the yard to go hang with the dogs on the next block.

After several instances of having to track him down, Dave and I thought we'd found a solution, in the form of about 200' of quarter-inch cable the phone company had left in our yard. I took one end of the cable, tied it high on one of the posts at the rear of the building, wrapped it three times around the post, tied it again, then nailed the free end to the post.

I ran it across the yard to a tree about thirty feet away. Cutting the end, I tied it around a stout branch about 8' up the tree, wrapped it three times, tied it off, and nailed that end down. Next, I took a length of cable I'd cut previously, about 10' or so in length. I made a small loop in one end, after threading the end through a swivel snap. Taking some thin insulating wire, I lashed the loop together. The snap fit through a d-ring on Doag's collar. Then, I made a loop around the cable stretched between the post and the tree, lashing it shut in the same fashion-we figured we could clip Doag's collar to this line, and he could run back and forth in the yard to his heart's content.

Well, that worked for about two weeks... Dave came knocking at my back door one afternoon, saying, "Doag's gone." Sure enough, he was nowhere to be found, nor was the lead to the cable, although everything else was in place. Dave jumped in the truck and took off, returning about fifteen minutes later with the AWOL canine in the back.

"you gotta see this", he said to me as he got out, and walked to the truckbed. He picked up the lead, which was still attached to Doag's collar with the d-ring. The loop was still in place, as was the wire lashing I'd used to fasten it.

Dave lifted the free end of the lead... That loop was intact, along with the lashings I'd put in.

Twenty years later, I'm still scratching my head.

Could be something very un-paranormal. There are often raccoons, skunks, foxes, etc., that hang around residential areas at night due to their natural habitats being destroyed. Perhaps you heard one of those. It might not have been as close as you thought.

This is a great story! Bassett Hounds are adorable even when they're spirits. Maybe the Basset next door has a "special" playmate?

Lol granny! Have you been secretly keeping a journal? That makes Me go 'hmmmm"! So accurate with the date and all!

Jokes aside, that was a very descriptive account. I totally agree, different dogs make different noises when walking/running on concrete. Oh shame on you! If it was your own Basset, what must he think of you now? Here he puts in the effort to 'visit' you, and you run off...Lol!

Thanks granny, I thoroughly enjoyed your experience. ❤

zzsgranny
I lived your story! It was probably your old dog coming to say hi.
Back in '86 when my daughter was about 6 months old we got a dog. He was half Newfoundland Hound half Chow. With a black coat a mostly black tongue and yellow eyes we of course named him Bear. He was very protective of me. If my husband Ray was home he didn't care who was in the house. There was an older man who lived 2 houses away who was mildly mentally handicapped that was at my house ALL the time in nice weather. Bear knew the man but if Ray wasn't home he was between me and this man.
We had to put Bear down when he was 10 because he had prostate cancer. Even though we had other dogs Ray was crushed because Bear was his dog. A few months later I went back to the shelter and adopted a German Short Hair Pointer who we named Taz.
We moved across town in December of '98 but a couple of times in the earlier years of living here I saw Bear. Ray is a non believer but one day he came to me and said I could swear I just saw Bear running around outside. I just smiled and sad you did.

Hahaha, Granny I had the picture of you getting in the car then adjusting your rear view mirror to see the dog already sitting in the backseat ready to go! Lol! 😆 But this does stump me a little, "Living Residual"?😊 ❤

Dan

I swear I don't want another dog, but all this talk about Bassets really makes me miss my dad's Basset Scarlett (technically she belonged to my brother 😉). She died the first winter we moved here. I loved Scarlett 😢 Those short, fat feet and long ears. And those eyes! And here I am, a big dog lover LOL But I had a soft spot for Scarlett❤

BJJ: Oh Lordy, once those hounds smell/see something they're gone 😆. The thing is, they have no sense of "Oh, probably shouldn't wander off, I might not get dinner" (like my Chihuahua has, my Mini Doxie takes off sometimes LOL.) They just want to know what the heck they're smelling/seeing 😆

FRAWIN: Well, there isn't any tumbleweed, leaves, branches, etc around our park. And tumbleweed could probably fool one into thinking they'd heard a dog 😆. Since we had Howard for years I'm very familiar with the sound of "Basset Hound nails" because of the patio, sidewalk etc., and that "doi dee doi hum dee dum" kind of trot they have 😆. It is however possible that it could have been a different breed of dog. But I have no doubt that it was, indeed, doggy paws, and those of a larger breed since at this time we have two small dogs and their nails make a totally different sound, if that makes sense LOL!

Thank you for reading and commenting <3 Glad you enjoyed it!

Granny, thanks for an story that entertains and makes you go hmmmm at the same time. Since we are going "hmmm"- since all you heard was the click of his claws on the concrete and assumed it was the Basset next door, can you think of anything else it coud have been- dead or alive 😊.

Very cool story, thanks again.

FRAWIN 😊

Bassets! Omg I just love them! Squeeee!
Ok, now that that's out of my system, it may have been your dog from before. We all know how loyal dogs are, so I could imagine him checking in with you.
And no kidding about dogs of the hound persuasion chasing stuff. Never had a full blood hound, but my hound mixes have given me enough drama over squirrels and butterflies. 😭

Oh, THAT feeling. Yep, know it well 😆 The one that you just know for certain there's someone behind you and you turn around... Nofreakingbody back there! And at Mansfield Thank God! 😉 😆

Miracles: I didn't feel any physical touch or breath, but just that "OMG she's right there" kind of thing. You know like when someone's sneaking up behind you and you know they're there? Yeah, that. Like the feeling we got in Mansfield when we were last in line 😊.

granny - I'd love to know if the runner heard anything. Not sure which would be better, if he heard the dog also... Or if the dog was just for you?

Did you "feel" anything when the dog was "near?" Like doggy breath or anything? You know, the panting that they do or the labored breathing sound. I love Bassets LOL. Anyway, you know what I'm trying to say?

Miracles: I really would've loved to have a snapshot of the look on my face when I realized there wasn't any damn dog anywhere 😆 😆. I sat there for a couple of seconds, until I thought to check out the runner dude. I thought "What the h#ll?" 😆

granny - I couldn't help but laugh all the way through your story as I was imagining you trying to get into your car before the dog got to you 😆 And then looking into your mirror...oh, yeah, LOL'd the whole story. Well, except when you were backing out to avoid running over the dog 'cause that wasn't funny.

BTW, I noticed you remembered EXACTLY what day and time it was! Yay! Granny journaled! 😉

psychicmama: Good point, but she was out later in the day LOL. It really was a cool experience. We used to own a Basset Hound, and had to give him away. He was older, so some of my friends and I think it could've been him.
Thank you for reading and commenting!

My first thought is... Did you happen to check if the neighbor's dog died?:-) Maybe it WAS the basset hound from next door.

Otherwise, very cool story!