the phantom chocolate pincher!

Yesterday was a whirlwind of activity!  Firstly my daughter and I whipped into Nottingham at 8.30 an to get a refund on a clingy jumper she’d persuaded me to buy -refusing to acknowledge that her mum is getting on a bit and not as svelt as her daughter any more (in other words there are bumps where there shouldn’t be!)  Back home for 11 am I ushered in a lovely lady in need of a clearing  and 454 spirits and two hours later she left, full of the joys of spring, feeling more like ‘herself’!

Next it was preparing the roast for my husband’s birthday celebration – being an old traditionalist his only heart’s desire was prawn cocktail, roast beef dinner and home made trifle (prepared in stages over a couple of days so that the sherry could soak into the soggy sponges….mmmmm!)  By mid afternoon we were preparing the dining table, getting out the best china, clearing the clutter from the hall and lighting the fire and I grabbed the box of Roses chocolates from the kitchen worktop, opening the top of the box enroute to the dining room to find a suitable glass bowl in which to tip them.  But I was distracted elsewhere and forgot about them sitting on top of the dresser in the dining room.  An hour or two later my husband said ‘shall I put these in a bowl?‘, picking up the opened box again….

“Oh yes….I see you’ve already been at them!” he laughed good naturedly.

“What?  No I haven’t!” I protested…”It must have been you!!!!‘  There was no one else home so I was puzzled to see that on top of the open box, just inside, was a crumpled purple sweet wrapper….empty of its chocolate!  Although being far too busy to think about ‘spooks’, I did sense a tingling around my cheekbones – apparent whenever spirit is around, so took my dowser from my pocket.

“Woah!”  I cried, as it flew into the air like a horse bucking, then swung to the left (this is when I hear spirit speak) and someone called back “It was the only way we could attract your attention ma’am!” – as he flung himself off into the spiritual vortex, indicated by the ferocious swinging of my dowser!   I also caught the word ‘cavalier’…..

Today I asked for more information and was given ‘Charles I’ … ‘inflicted with mortal wounds’…and ‘a supporter of the cause’ …so of course I had to investigate further.  I could find no connection between Cavaliers and King Charles I, only that the King Charles Cavalier Spaniel was named after this monarch!….”Huh?” I asked, bemused, “was this a dog who was in need of spirit rescue?”…

I took myself back to the previous evening’s conversation: Our daughter’s boyfriend had brought along his parents to join in Michael’s birthday celebration and rather embarrasingly they handed over the remnants of the presents they had wrapped for him and left for only a minute or two on the floor of their house.  ~Among the damaged packets was a round box that Alfie the mischievous Westie could not resist nibbling….and it contained chocolates!~  I reminisced about the day he jumped on to the kitchen table and rummaged through my handbag.  When I returned, all that was left was the wrapper of my favourite 50% cocoa chocolate, ripped up in scatterings all over the floor! We had also discussed next door’s Spaniel, whose tail never stops wagging!

My guides only now revealed that it had been the mischievous spirit of a dog who had fancied that purple wrapped choccy – strangely enough purple being the colour of the chakra associated with the third eye (the psychic ‘computer’).  Of all animals who need help, dogs and cats especially turn up on a daily basis as they are so closely connected to humans and often have difficulty leaving them.  Just in case there was more to report I looked on the net for information about this particular breed.  My mouth dropped open when I read that the Cavalier King Charles Spaniel is ‘prone to mitral valve disease, which leads to heart failure – the most common cause of death.’ 

The  instant I realised this, another 18 dogs who had died of this heart disease and not jumped their final hurdles homewards, frolicked home into the light!  This whole rescue mission was made even more poignant, as in 1984 my  own life was saved after I contracted mitral valve disease!

p.s. (Quote taken from Wikipedia: ‘During the 16th century, a small type of spaniel was popular among the nobility in England. The people of the time believed that these dogs could keep fleas away…’ ) ‘ Spot on’ I would say!’  (see previous blogs)

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21 08 2012
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