I've written before about the fact that the original owners of our ranch sold it to us at a more than fair price because they thought the house and land were haunted. Gwen the Beautiful and I have seen and heard many signs of spirits during our time here. Old men. Singing divas. Wisps in the night.
This week, after living on the property for almost two years, Chet the Unhandyman joined the club.
He saw a Ghost Dog.
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