Our grandmother died at 3am on January 1, 2010. She had just finished celebrating the coming of the New Year, and a few hours later she was gone.
After her funeral we adopted and brought home her favorite dog, "J," a cute brown shih tzu, because everyone thought we could take better care of him.
J was friendly, toilet-trained, and became instantly protective of the kids; he stayed wherever they were, and usually slept in their bedroom.
One night--about a month after grandmother's death--something strange happened.
It was a Saturday night and the kids were allowed to stay up late. They were in the living room watching a movie, and J was on the floor near them, looking like he wanted to go to sleep.
According to the kids, "all of a sudden J's ears perked up, his tail started wagging, and he started bouncing around joyfully, running and barking at an empty wall."
A few times he even excitedly stood up on his hind legs, like he was reaching up to someone he loved.
The kids were too weirded out to react or move (it was a quiet night; the adults were reading in their rooms). It really seemed to them that J was playing with someone/something they couldn't see.
After five minutes of this strange behavior, J just as suddenly settled down, returned to his spot on the living room floor, turned around a few times, then lay down and curled up to sleep.
To this day we believe it was our grandmother who came to our living room that night. The kids couldn't see her, but J could... and she stayed around to play with him, until she had to say goodbye.
After all, J was her favorite dog.
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