Five Years and High Anxiety

Five years ago today, this blog was started. Wow.  How the time does fly when you’re having fun! And speaking of fun, we had some of that in our house last night, for about an hour.  It started just after midnight, when Glimmer woke up and started whining because she had to potty…

The heat has been intense here, and while we do take measures to keep things as cool as possible inside, it still gets quite hot in the main part of the house. Depending on how high the temperatures go, it can take until as late as 4am to cool things off. Last night, the house was incredibly hot. We had fans going at both the north and south ends, and all the windows were open to let in the cooling air. But our bedroom – which is where Glimmer’s kennel is – was still uncomfortably warm, and that, combined with her need to potty, was what woke Glimmer up.

I got her outside to do her business.  Then, because it was so nice and cool, I let her nose around the yard for a bit and cool down before bringing her back inside.  Once back inside, the plan was to give her a few minutes to calm down, and then put her back to bed. However, about a minute after being back inside, Glimmer suddenly became extremely agitated and nervous, sticking her nose high in the air, locked on a scent I wasn’t picking up on.  Her ears went up and forward in a state of high alert, and her tail went almost all the way down.  She became very clingy with me, pushing up against me as if seeking protection.  She also became quite vocal with me, “talking” to me in low, extended growls  and whines. I thought she had to potty again, so I took her back outside. She did not have to potty again, but her agitation continued, and when I tried to get her back in the house, she balked.  She has never done that.

When I was finally able to get her back in the house, Glimmer’s agitation level went up again, and she again tried to cling to me, making any movement on my part very difficult. I sat down on the living room couch, and she jumped up, curled herself into a ball, and laid as close as she could possibly get to me.  This strange behavior went on until about 2am, when I fell asleep.

For the first time in her life, Glimmer did not sleep in her kennel.  I tried to find a plausible explanation for her unusual behavior, but I was unable to find any cause.  She has never shown the kind of high anxiety and nervousness in the house that she showed last night.

At this time, I am deeming this as an isolated incident to be documented only.  No further investigation is planned.

Three Knocks

Feb. 24, 2013, 10:07pm:  Working on the computer in the office.  Husband and cat are sleeping; dog is in the office with me.  She is agitated for some reason. She barks and then stares at me intently. Can’t find a reason for her barking. She lays on the loveseat and whimpers at me.

Suddenly, both the dog and I hear three slow knocks at the front door.  The dog and I look at each other. She whimpers a little but does not bark.  The moment I leave the office, I feel compelled to turn on all the lights.  The dog stays close to my side.  Reaching the kitchen entryway, I turn on both lights.  Then, I turn on the door entry light, and the outside light.  My arms, legs, and face are covered in large goosebumps, and I notice that my heart is pounding.  I get to the door, slowly open it, and carefully poke my head around it to see who is outside.  I don’t know who might be there at this late hour, and I want to be able to slam and lock it quickly if necessary.

No one is there.

10:35pm:  I am noticing cold spots in various areas of the house.  I’m telling myself it’s just a draft from having the door open.  It’s quite cold outside right now.  I needed to use the bathroom after closing and locking the door.  The dog followed me into the bathroom, and is now refusing to leave it.  She is not whimpering or whining, but she will not leave the bathroom.

No further sounds of any kind have been heard since those three knocks at the front door.

NOTE:  The wind is blowing quite hard.  There is nothing hanging outside that can knock against the door.  The screen door is secured and does not rattle.  At this time, there is no explanation for the knocks.

I’m going to set up my voice recorder on the bookcase nearest to the front door.  I have to go out, and I’m going to take the dog with me.  I will tag both my departure and my return.  I’m going to leave the recorder running until I put the dog to bed for the night and go to bed myself.  Results will be posted after review and analysis.

Where’s the Dog?

Just want to document this, as it caught me by surprise.

Last night, at approximately 8:30pm, I was sitting at the dining room table, doing some things on the computer.  Charlie and Roger were in bed sleeping, and Glimmer, our puppy, was asleep at my feet.  All the doors in the house were closed, including the bedroom, office, and Sanctuary room doors.  The television was not on, nor was the radio.  The house was completely quiet except for the soft sound of my fingers on my keyboard.

Suddenly, I heard what sounded like a very loud yelp coming from the office.  I know it was from the office, because there is nothing in there, yet, to absorb sound waves. Thus, sounds tend to have an echo in that room.  There is no other location either inside or outside my home that has that effect.

The yelp made Glimmer bolt upright; I nearly jumped out of my skin.  Roger did not respond, but within seconds of the occurrence, Charlie was meowing at the bedroom door, wanting to come out.

After first leashing Glimmer, I headed for the office, letting Charlie out of the bedroom before opening the office door.  Glimmer was very tense and agitated, and Charlie’s fur was up.  To help calm them down, I took a deep breath and then expelled it, forcing myself to go into a calm state. Then, I gently opened the office door, and went into the room.  I turned on the light… and saw the room was as it was supposed to be:  empty.

After giving the room a thorough once-over, and after allowing both Glimmer and Charlie to investigate the room for themselves, I left it and closed the door again.  Several minutes went by in which both the dog and the cat were tense and agitated, and then, all of a sudden, they both just flopped down on the floor and completely relaxed.

The people who lived in this house as renters prior to us buying had animals.  If memory serves, they had three dogs and two cats… and more than one of their animals passed away in this house, one of which was one of the dogs.  Did we hear that dog last night?  Or is there some other explanation for that loud yelp sound?  I guess we’ll have to wait and see.