I wanted to share something with a bit of a Halloween theme with you. It happened a few years ago when my son was attending a charter school a town or two over. He had an event after school, and I picked him up to bring him home around dusk. I drove us down a state highway, and after we passed through an intersection, we both spotted a dog beside the road and were concerned. The road was well-traveled, and people generally drove fast through there. We feared for the dog’s safety.
The dog was standing beside a small park tucked away beside the highway, and I quickly turned in. I had focused on my driving, but I had a general idea of the dog’s appearance. It was a golden retriever, so it was reasonably large. I parked, and we jumped out of the car but didn’t see the dog beside the highway anymore. We looked around the park, which was very still and quiet. The highway noise was gone. We walked around the area, but there was no sense of a presence, and we didn’t hear or see a dog. Nothing stirred, not even the leaves on the large cottonwood trees. There was no dog.
As we compared experiences, my son said that he had seen the entire dog very clearly. I admitted that I had seen the torso and head, but I can’t say that I saw his legs. I was distracted by driving, right? We looked at each other, and at that moment, we knew. There was no dog.
There was only the ghost of a dog, likely at the place where he died.
Never assume that ghosts are always people.