Early this morning my husband had gone off to work, so I was lying in bed alone, awake, and on my side. Out bed is the futon in our living room. Anyway, I had my eyes open to look at the clock. That's just when I saw in my peripheral and felt in my presence, this big dark shadow walk out of the hall towards me and turn into the kitchen behind me. This obviously shocked me, and thinking immediately about "Paranormal Activity", I put up my psychic defenses and started mentally clearing out the house and setting up protection bubbles. This is a normal and effective thing I do. I didn't feel this "presence" was going to hurt me, but I knew I should get it out just in case.
This morning, I was going about my daily vacuum routine, where I pull out the attachment and clean up the bedding the hamster has pushed out. When I do this, I also say hi to hamster and make sure he is doing OK. This morning, he was on his side, not moving. Oh no! WHAT WENT WRONG? I freaked out a little wondering what I did? If you've kept up with my blog (or if you look back) we lost a Betta fish this year too. I try so hard to take good care of these pets.... I feel so guilty like it's my fault. He had food, and water. The only thing I can think of is our past week of weather. Here in L.A. it was literally smoldering hot last week (apparently our record high) and two days ago it was cold and raining. I keep the house warm enough, but maybe it still effected his little body.
We went out back, buried him, talked a little about decomposition (right over my son's head), and we left a "grave stick" for remembrance.
Kids still bring laughter to a sad situation.
1) We placed the hamster into the hole and began to cover him with dirt. Just as if we were playing "Peek a Boo" he asks, "Where'd hamster go?"
2) We walk back in to find my husband asleep on the couch after a long night of work. My son says, "Dada's dead". Well, clearly, he has no clue what dead is.
Coming back around to the beginning of my story here, I sat there after the burial and found myself remembering the early morning shock I had. Was it "death" I saw walk through my house? The hamster wasn't very hard, he couldn't have been dead long. Did I really witness that spiritual presence early this morning? Interesting isn't it?
P.s. If it was "death" walking through my house. There was no cape and sickle. It was more like the shadow of the Brawny Man ha ha.
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