tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post4987905774134478468..comments2024-02-02T00:22:18.479-06:00Comments on Okay, Listen Here: My Resident GhostStephanie Jones AKA Alicia Hunter Pacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03023631488715031414noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post-10954991645649199592011-10-18T22:58:34.235-05:002011-10-18T22:58:34.235-05:00Cheryl, this is a fabulous post, but I'm so so...Cheryl, this is a fabulous post, but I'm so sorry to read down further and find out Casper's results. My hearts aches for you, dear friend. May you find the strength to get through the days ahead.Katherine Bonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14701961380138616355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post-34915000164332996002011-10-18T19:36:22.555-05:002011-10-18T19:36:22.555-05:00Thanks guys. I know he's had the best I can d...Thanks guys. I know he's had the best I can do for him but it's still going to be hard. I just don't know if I have it in me to face the next few months. But I am so glad I had the time to know him. He's just a wonderful horse.Cherylnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post-87028560916872422872011-10-18T18:56:05.827-05:002011-10-18T18:56:05.827-05:00Oh, Cheryl. I am so sorry.Oh, Cheryl. I am so sorry.Alicia Hunter Pace (aka Jean Hovey and Stephanie Jones)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13844329805282121486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post-74221788712206737542011-10-18T17:58:02.142-05:002011-10-18T17:58:02.142-05:00Cheryl, I'm so, so sorry. My heart breaks for...Cheryl, I'm so, so sorry. My heart breaks for you.Maven Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01191207825985417403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post-40232569681301842472011-10-18T16:27:08.168-05:002011-10-18T16:27:08.168-05:00Yeah, I know LJ. My guy's not really scary bu...Yeah, I know LJ. My guy's not really scary but I was shocked to hear a voice. He doesn't seem mean or anything, just kind of there.<br /><br />Stephanie, I too have met the lady at the retreat. She doesn't like for me to put the shampoo bottles on the outside of the tub. If I do, she throws them in the tub. I learned the second year I was there to put them at the back.<br /><br />Jean, what a fantastic story! I wish I could have seen and heard all that! Maybe you should go over there and tell him that you know where there are two kittens. Then come to my house, get one of those kittens somebody dumped on me and take it to him (I am sure your neighbor would appreciate that). LOL<br /><br />EVERYBODY - I have been crying all afternoon. The results came back from the biopsy and Casper does have squamous cell carcinoma. I talked to the vet at length about options. I had done research on this and there doesn't seem to be anything that can be done. I won't subject him to operations and radiation because the prognosis is terminal no matter what is done. So it's palliative care until it comes time to end it. I am just so sad.Cherylnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post-30183646715863045812011-10-18T14:31:24.425-05:002011-10-18T14:31:24.425-05:00You're mighty right I believe in ghosts and th...You're mighty right I believe in ghosts and the further they stay away from me the better I like it. My neighbor's ghost is a little boy and he loves her cat. Once when she was in the hospital, I was taking care of her animals. The cat was lonely and rubbed up against me. I petted him and said, "Ah, poor kitty. You just need to go home with me." All hell broke loose upstairs--slamming doors, crashing furniture, little feet running. He thought I was going to take his cat. I got out of there. Good thing I had already fed and watered the cat and dog. Later, when my husband came home, we were going to go check on them and the key had disappeared from the basket in the cabinet where I keep extra keys. No one ever found that key. She had to have her locks changed. And, yes, I was able to get a key from her mother so the cat and dog didn't starve. I shudder to think what would have happened if that cat had died.Alicia Hunter Pace (aka Jean Hovey and Stephanie Jones)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13844329805282121486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post-61643542311210492932011-10-18T12:13:57.349-05:002011-10-18T12:13:57.349-05:00I absolutely believe in ghosts. I was touring a h...I absolutely believe in ghosts. I was touring a home in Natchez, Mississippi once and saw the bed in a room sink in just as if someone sat on it but no on was in the room.<br /><br />It was creepy but cool! <br /><br />Maven Linda, I didn't know the Inn had a ghost. I would love to see her. That's funny that she makes beds. I have friend who says he has a ghost who straightens the dishes up if he leaves them in the sink too long, as if they are on her nerves.Stephanienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post-72886543620540563912011-10-18T07:33:05.970-05:002011-10-18T07:33:05.970-05:00Very cool, Cheryl. Well, except for the missing st...Very cool, Cheryl. Well, except for the missing stuff. I believe. I've never actually seen a ghost, though, and I've never been tucked in by the ghost maid at the inn. <br /><br />I'm not afraid, but I have to admit -- if a ghost threw a book at me, or touched me, or spoke to me, I might change my mind. :-)linda winstead joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12760279711122202398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post-45891409441867354492011-10-18T06:50:46.116-05:002011-10-18T06:50:46.116-05:00Wow Maven Linda! Did she tuck you in? That's...Wow Maven Linda! Did she tuck you in? That's so cool!<br /><br />My guy has never touched me. I think I have heard him speak once and that kind of took me aback for a moment. Yep, he's never brought those pencils back. But I think I was being particularly bad so my punishment is probably going to be longer for this one.Cherylnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018633413564074437.post-73856240153989578512011-10-18T06:41:10.636-05:002011-10-18T06:41:10.636-05:00Okay, I have to say, when he touched my makeup he&...Okay, I have to say, when he touched my makeup he'd have been a goner. As in really gone. As in Expelled. There's just no excuse for that.<br /><br />As for believing in ghosts . . . sure. At the Inn where we have our chapter retreat, I was visited by the Inn's ghost in the middle of the night. It was a former maid, and she "made up" my bed . . . totally ignoring the fact that I was in it at the time. She wasn't the least bit scary. It was kind of cool. When she got my bed made, she moved on.Maven Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01191207825985417403noreply@blogger.com