tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7574217133769042898.post8159848465589204208..comments2024-01-20T22:33:20.036-08:00Comments on Life on the Funny Farm: Orbs?Anne Birdsonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02834796541721743227noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7574217133769042898.post-80611407086253055372015-01-04T18:14:12.943-08:002015-01-04T18:14:12.943-08:00Hmmmm, indeed.....Hmmmm, indeed.....Anne Birdsonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02834796541721743227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7574217133769042898.post-70024255683741948392015-01-04T18:13:46.085-08:002015-01-04T18:13:46.085-08:00**shivers****shivers**Anne Birdsonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02834796541721743227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7574217133769042898.post-65896113407651938542015-01-01T15:56:45.735-08:002015-01-01T15:56:45.735-08:00Strange that Scooby is the only one reacting to it...Strange that Scooby is the only one reacting to it. My first thought was when Tyler was doing that and it turned out there was a mouse in the wall lol. Either way, you would think the rest of the crew would be responding as well. Hmmmm ...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7574217133769042898.post-90416981304700833012014-12-22T08:25:25.729-08:002014-12-22T08:25:25.729-08:00I'll tell you something that happened to me. ...I'll tell you something that happened to me. One night I was in bed and went to get my phone to answer a text message (which was on my dresser). I was half asleep clicked the wrong button and accidentally took a picture. So I went to delete the picture and there was something in the middle of the room that looked like an orb. There was nothing that could have caused a reflection like that, it was straight up an orb. I didn't think too much of it because it was an old house. An hour later, we got a phone call from the hospital that my grandfather had died probably around the time I saw the orb... I still, to this day, think it was my grandfather. It's nothing to be afraid of, though. Probably just your step dad checking in. :) Krissyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09369852921952445186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7574217133769042898.post-66188024259149144572014-12-22T03:30:57.728-08:002014-12-22T03:30:57.728-08:00What a neat story, Virginia! Thanks for stopping ...What a neat story, Virginia! Thanks for stopping by, and for sharing.Anne Birdsonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02834796541721743227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7574217133769042898.post-88006066763561490722014-12-21T22:28:46.757-08:002014-12-21T22:28:46.757-08:00It could be Bob. I worked for a woman whose husban...It could be Bob. I worked for a woman whose husband died while I worked there. We had a bird pecking the window for days. Covered window with foil, put fake owl on sill, etc. I think it was a robin. One day when it was there I said, "It's allright, Stanley. She's fine." The bird never came back.Virginia Llorcahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08354795459855491623noreply@blogger.com