Where were the Mocho Jumbies when I needed them

spirits of the ancestors.
i never experienced a mist but most certainly was in tune with the spirits that wandered around the forts, both east and west...the island in general really.

Lizard I have goose bumps thinking of a book I read. The mist by Stephen King. Honestly I always trust my dogs. Today a young man stopped by our house wanting to know if my daughters jeep was for sale. It has flat tires and has been sitting there for 2 months without moving. I am always alert when a stranger stops by but I was out with one of my rotties and she is super protective of me. She came up and sniffed him and went on her way so I knew he was probably all right. If she doesn't like someone she stays between me and the other person. If they are really bad she will growl and show her teeth.

I like my Cane Corsos,but a good dog is a good dog. We should always trust their instincts.

Wow Lizard, that story really gave me chills! I pick up on weird energy at some of the ruins (mostly private homes) around St. John and at the point where rebelling slaves supposedly leapt (or were forced, depending on the story) to their deaths, but I haven't had an experience anything like yours -- although I don't generally go to those places after dark. Animals definitely have senses beyond what our own can pick up; glad you trusted your dog's instincts on that one!

What a spooky story!

Was Jose C. -- or perhaps Remy M. -- along for the excursion?

dntw8up,
Sounds like you know those guy's on a personal level, I don't.

Nope, but your story is not unlike others I've heard from those who've imbibed. 🙂

Hmmmm would that be at a Wicki party?

lizard, loved your story. it could have been the spririts or ghosts imprints. something like that anyhow. maybe someone was guarding their post?? if you have any more cool stories let us know. not all spirits/ghosts are bad. animals and children are really sensitive to them too.

what a neat story and it shows the instincts of dogs. i have always heard that dogs sense things we can't see. your dog was your guardian angel that night.

years ago when i lived in wilmington n.c. (alot of civil war ghosts in that town) we took dog and went to an old cementary down town wilm. all of a sudden the dog just stopped in her tracks and would not budge. she was on a leash and i tugged a bit to get her moving...she just froze. had to pick her up and carry her out of there. she was shaking and growling. found out later that alot of spooky sightings in this part of the graveyard and has even been seen on tv. she saw what i could not. thank god.....

Interesting that both Lizard's dog and Dixie Chick's dog had negative reactions. I guess if a dog had a positive reaction to some sort of phenomenon, like maybe a good spirit, we wouldn't really notice. We would just think the dog was happy and playful.

We used to live in a house in Virginia Beach that was said to be haunted. On many occasions we would smell perfume and one of our rotties would get all excited and wag her tail whenever we smelled the perfume. Maybe she just liked the scent.

Then we have our son JJ who seems to attract animals. When we went to the Dolphin research center all the dolphins would gather where ever he was clicking and whistling to him and he would make the same sounds back to them. I asked him if he knew what they were saying and he said not always but they know what I am saying. I don't think there is anything weird or strange about it. I think animals rely more on instinct so they can sense when things aren't safe or if someone is good or not. JJ loves animals and is always imitating their sounds and their mannerisms so they think he is interesting.

i think kids and dogs have special senses. what happens to us when we get older? then we dont have any sense...

i am going to watch my dogs when i get home and how they act. i think the only sense they have is to beg.....*-)

So JJ is a dolphin whisperer? I've experienced the smell phenomenon years ago related to my mother's death. Very strange & I wasn't the only one who noticed it when it happened.

JJ is the animal whisperer! Remember several years ago when he was still quite little and y'all were at our house and he and our large Maine Coon Cat, Frank sat and stared at each other for the longest time. Very intense eye to eye bonding going on there.

Yes Beth I remember. JJ and animals and even insects have an interesting connection. He is very different from any other child I have raised but it is really cool and I am going to hate it if he ever changes. The best thing about it is that other children really like him as well. I think I posted that about a month ago I went to pick him up at school and all the kids on the play ground were howling like wolves. I didn't see JJ but when I heard the howling I asked the teachers did JJ have all the children howling. The teachers said yes and pointed to JJ who was up in the tree.

Great tale Lizard. I always kept waiting for one of those alien abductions to fly me to Uranus and hunt for klingons when living in Roswell but no such luck. Must not have been the right type... Too old... Always took the dogs and kids. :}

Shudder

Gee John,
I thought you were an alien that landed in Roswell.:@)
"live long and prosper"

Nano, Nano...

That is a great story. I take my dog there, but have not experienced anything like that. I have wondered about any casualties that happened at the forts here. Here is my haunted fort story: I was at Brimstone Hill Fort on St. Kitts, which was occupied by the British. We were at the "jumbie barracks" area, known for the sighting of the ghost of a British soldier that marches around. i was trying to call him out, saying out loud "Who serves the Queen?" and "We're looking for some Englishmen!" We had read that some of the soldiers had gained a bad reputation for drinking rum and hell-raising while they were stationed there, obviously bored, waiting for the fort to be attacked.
About an hour later, I was walking around the outside of the fort by some old tombstones. I felt a very distinctive pinch on my backside, so much so that I immediately turned around to tell the person to back off. No one was there, and everyone I was with was in front of me. There were no weeds that would have been that tall as to poke me, and this was a serious butt pinch, and not my underwear twisting! So I guess I found a cheeky Brit...

mminstx, another great story. i do love a good ghost story