The Stray
Early one morning, we found the sweetest stray dog in our yard, playing with our dog, Bear. Not only did the dog appear to be very old and arthritic, but a storm was approaching that afternoon, so we felt it was best if we kept the dog until the owners could be found. We spoke with the local shelters, in hopes of finding someone who had lost this dog, and gave them our numbers in case anyone ever called. Four days later, we decided to take the old dog to the vets to make sure there wasn't any medical attention he may require. While at the vets, they helped me re-contact the shelters and the humaine society and after a bit of cross referencing, we finally found the owners. Since the owners were out of town, they asked if we would keep "Luke" just one more night, so they would retrieve him the next morning when they returned. We were delighted to have another night with Luke, so we agreed. Before we hung up, I asked the owners where they lived. I was curious as to how far this old stray had traveled. The owner told me they had just moved into one of the local historic homes. I told them that was ironic, because we lived in one as well (there aren't too many around). That old dog actually traveled from their 203 year old historic farm, through the woods of two large developments, through the 11 acres behind our home (even crossing a creek) to get to our 5 acres. Of all of the homes he chose to visit, he chose another historic home. Keep in mind, we live very close to a very busy highway, so the "what if's" are frightening for poor Luke. He had traveled well over a mile. Was Luke being guided to safety by the spirits of our two homes? Perhaps. When the owners picked him up, I gave them a brief tour of our first floor and showed them some of the research I had on the history of our home and area. They said they'd never witnessed any "unexplained experiences" in their own home yet, but they've been told that a guardian angel used to visit the daughter of a previous owner. Perhaps that same angel is taking Luke for walks. On the afternoon of the day Luke went back home with his family, my husband found him back in our yard! He had made the trip again, through the woods, to visit our home. Once there, he spent another afternoon curled up next to my computer waiting for them come back for him. Don't worry, their yard is in the process of getting an electric fence installed (just like the one we use for our own dog), in the meantime, perhaps the angels will continue to take Luke on his walks to our home...