A mystery solved

When Odessa was recovering in our computer room, she found a makeup brush in
one of my junk baskets and it became quite a favorite toy. She'd play with it
for hours. then Louie and I started hiding it among the junks baskets and the
Laundry, which Louie broguht upstairs to sort. He also had boxes where he
keeps his socks, undershorts, suspenders etc and we used these, everyday
trying to make the game more challenging.

The night before she died, Odessa's brush just vanished, and we turned every
basket, every box over and out looking for it. Now i swear I did look in
everyting. We poked every corner. Not a bristle was found until lst night:
Louie found the brush under a "keski," a small hair-covering which Sikh men
generally put on before their turbans, and some orthodox ladies use for
covering; and it was in the box of suspenders.

I'd gone through the suspenders box twice, and Louie even more, because he's
the one whose pants need bracing up. When the surprise was dissolved, I
laughed. Odessa had gotten her revenge for us making it harder and harder for
her to find her toy, by making us hunt for a week, the little...

Blessed be,
Baha

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On Mon, 22 Oct 2007 01:29:06 +0000, Baha via CatKB.com wrote:

When Odessa was recovering in our computer room, she found a makeup brush in
one of my junk baskets and it became quite a favorite toy. She'd play with it
for hours. then Louie and I started hiding it among the junks baskets and the
Laundry, which Louie broguht upstairs to sort. He also had boxes where he
keeps his socks, undershorts, suspenders etc and we used these, everyday
trying to make the game more challenging.

The night before she died, Odessa's brush just vanished, and we turned every
basket, every box over and out looking for it. Now i swear I did look in
everyting. We poked every corner. Not a bristle was found until lst night:
Louie found the brush under a "keski," a small hair-covering which Sikh men
generally put on before their turbans, and some orthodox ladies use for
covering; and it was in the box of suspenders.

I'd gone through the suspenders box twice, and Louie even more, because he's
the one whose pants need bracing up. When the surprise was dissolved, I
laughed. Odessa had gotten her revenge for us making it harder and harder for
her to find her toy, by making us hunt for a week, the little...

Blessed be,
Baha


I was talking to my son about this sort of thing. I was hunting for
something last week. Went through my desk drawers -- even took out the
drawers with no luck. I did this about three times. Then a few days
later I found it right on top of my desk in plain sight. Now no one else
had been in this house for over a week. I have called it my ghost who
hides things. This is only one of many incidents. MLB

On Oct 21, 8:46 pm, mlbriggs wrote:

I was talking to my son about this sort of thing. I was hunting for
something last week. Went through my desk drawers -- even took out the
drawers with no luck. I did this about three times. Then a few days
later I found it right on top of my desk in plain sight. Now no one else
had been in this house for over a week. I have called it my ghost who
hides things. This is only one of many incidents. MLB-

This happens to me too--enough to be annoying--cross my heart!!

PatM

mlbriggs wrote:

I was talking to my son about this sort of thing. I was hunting for
something last week. Went through my desk drawers -- even took out the
drawers with no luck. I did this about three times. Then a few days
later I found it right on top of my desk in plain sight. Now no one else
had been in this house for over a week. I have called it my ghost who
hides things. This is only one of many incidents. MLB

Yes, in our house it's "the guys". You know, "the guys who move
everything from one minute to the next". Sometimes they take things and
then put them back but they've forgotten where they got them from and
put them back someplace else; sometimes they leave things for us that
we've never seen before.

I just figured it was this house. It's old, and haunted by several
ghosts, and has lots of weird things happen. (On the good side, one of
the weird things is that our animals live approximately forever. Belle
(cat, RB) was nearly 22 when she passed, and Dixie (d*g, coonhound and
yellow lab cross) was *18*, which is nearly unheard of for a beast of
her size...she was about 90 pounds and not fat.

Deborah
8 masters & a d*g currently

"Baha via CatKB.com" u18616@uwe wrote in message news:7a0c5256a376a@uwe...
When Odessa was recovering in our computer room, she found a makeup brush
in
one of my junk baskets and it became quite a favorite toy. She'd play with
it
for hours. then Louie and I started hiding it among the junks baskets and
the
Laundry, which Louie broguht upstairs to sort. He also had boxes where he
keeps his socks, undershorts, suspenders etc and we used these, everyday
trying to make the game more challenging.

The night before she died, Odessa's brush just vanished, and we turned
every
basket, every box over and out looking for it. Now i swear I did look in
everyting. We poked every corner. Not a bristle was found until lst
night:
Louie found the brush under a "keski," a small hair-covering which Sikh
men
generally put on before their turbans, and some orthodox ladies use for
covering; and it was in the box of suspenders.

I'd gone through the suspenders box twice, and Louie even more, because
he's
the one whose pants need bracing up. When the surprise was dissolved, I
laughed. Odessa had gotten her revenge for us making it harder and harder
for
her to find her toy, by making us hunt for a week, the little...

Blessed be,
Baha

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I lost my wallet recently. I looked everywhere for it, but I finally had to
cancel all my Debit/Credit cards. I was about to write to the government to
cancel my SIN (Social Security) and Health Card when it turned up. I found
it buried deep inside a pillow case one night when sleeping. I can only
assume I had some kind of Zombie/sleep walking episode one night and got
paranoid about my cash. OR it might have been a cat with a leather fetish?

On Tue, 23 Oct 2007 20:16:52 -0400, Bill Stock wrote:


"Baha via CatKB.com" u18616@uwe wrote in message news:7a0c5256a376a@uwe...
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I lost my wallet recently. I looked everywhere for it, but I finally had to
cancel all my Debit/Credit cards. I was about to write to the government to
cancel my SIN (Social Security) and Health Card when it turned up. I found
it buried deep inside a pillow case one night when sleeping. I can only
assume I had some kind of Zombie/sleep walking episode one night and got
paranoid about my cash. OR it might have been a cat with a leather fetish?


------or that ghost who moves things paid you a visit. MLB