GHOST DOG

Dorset, England
Story sent in by David Morrison

This happened August 2009, my mum had taken our German Sheppard, Hobo to the vets, when she got home she was crying. The vet had told my mum that Hobo was very ill and he may not recover. Hobo had been allowed to come home mum did not want him to have to stay at the vets, she thought he would be better off with us at home. Over the next week Hobo's condition got worse he would not eat and would rarely stand up.

I woke up to hear a whimper in my room; I rubbed my eyes and sat up in bed. The alarm clock by my bed showed the time to be just after 3am, I had only gone to bed an hour I had been out with my girlfriend and did not get home to late. I switched on the light, and saw Hobo was in my room, I jumped out of bed and hugged Hobo I thought he must be getting better if he can walk all the way up here. He licked my face then tried to pull me towards the door when I did not follow he mewed again.

As I followed Hobo downstairs I guessed that he must need to go outside to do "his business". He was at the front door waiting when I got to it I opened the door and Hobo pushed past into the garden. I knew I had to wait I could not leave Hobo outside all night as he was ill so I called for Hobo to come to me. It was still dark outside I could not see more than a few feet. After 10 minutes I became worried I thought I may have to wake my parents to get some help finding Hobo.

I went into the kitchen to get some of Hobo's dog food I thought perhaps he might be hungry. Hobo was lying in the corner of the kitchen, he was dead, I ran up to my parent's bedroom in to tell them. Mum said that Hobo had been dead for several hours his body was cold and he had gone stiff. Then it hit me how could he have got back inside I had been at the door the entire time and he had not passed me I believe he was saying goodbye to me.

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