Soooooo......

[€uroMeinke]

So, Thurston got us up at 3AM this morning. He barked for a half hour straight and nothing we could do would settle him. Lisa suspects it may be my mom, which makes me wonder about what form ghosts get to take. I mean, my mom got her leg amputated before she started her decline, so when she was cremated, she was missing her foot. I imagine her spirit hobbling around the living room trying to find her lost foot. No wonder Thurston was upset.

On the other hand, knowing my mom, she was probably just worried about her rent being paid, and that we notified the appropriate public agencies of her death. So I brought her into the office, poured a glass of her Velvet Chablis, and showed her a quick accounting of her remaining estate I had put into Quicken.

Perhaps tonight, I'll read her some Goethe, and slip a benedryl in her box.

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Originally Posted by €uroMeinke

So, Thurston got us up at 3AM this morning. He barked for a half hour straight and nothing we could do would settle him. Lisa suspects it may be my mom, which makes me wonder about what form ghosts get to take.

Interesting. After you went through things, did Thurston (and presumably your mom) settle down?

I wonder if anything odd happened while my mom had my dad's cremains in the house.