Hello and welcome to day 9 of 30 days of terror.

I just can't your eye and had to fight from person to laugh and I don't know why you didn't even do anything.

I just may like contact with you while I was speaking.

I mean I'm funny to look at. It is the truth.

You're also I just consents all those really funny jokes in your brain.

Have you noticed that since we were called last episode about mirrors, that mirror has changed direction and I'm looking directly at me.

I mean I don't think the mirror is looking directly at you but it does change direction quite regularly.

I've never seen it look at me like that.

For context. It's a mirror that's hanging mirror that's done.

It's not like. And it's looking at me.

And it's staring right at you.

Next thing will be footsteps.

I'm sorry.

I've got three stories for you today and story number one comes from Martin.

Now raise yourself.

Just raise your tissues ready.

I wanted to write while listening to your latest episode because I too had a non-scary pulse.

I had a non-scary post pet death experience.

My dog Oz, a schnauser, died after being sick for a few years.

And maybe six months after he passed, I would feel him jump up on the bed beside me at night time.

Not every night mind you, maybe a handful of times.

It never disturbed me or my other dog who also slept on the bed.

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