Mutley the dog is not scared of snow. But he was quite alarmed at his own shadow tonight.

During what became quite a significant snowstorm today, I discovered something about Mutley the Dog: He refuses to walk on any part of the ground that remains untreated. ANSI shoveled, he moved down a row. If I stopped, he’d stay.

Crowd control for animals: Stop shoveling?

We had our family dog, Mutley, for less than a year, but we have gotten to know him..

He is tremendously nervous, all of the time. He is constantly ready to play like a puppy, but worry like an old aged animal.. He paces around the house when he is alone, does no damage, but anxiously anticipates the master or masterette to be back.. And he only seems to be at ease during the night, when the entire family is asleep. Many nights end with my son Ayden and my dog Mutley crowded in the ‘big bed’ of mom and dad, scrunched into odd contortions as my wife and I attempt to not fall to the floor due to the lack of space. 

I’m not complaining.. secretly, I love it and will miss it one day when my son wants nothing to do with mom and dad, and when Mutley is too old to jump up anymore..
I love these days.

There is also something about Mutley that amazes me.. he is a harbinger.. When the air pressure changes—before rain or thunderstorms begin—Mutley begins to shake uncontrollably. He frantically attempts to find some hidden portion of the house to hide .. He gets under desks, legs, beds.. Jumps into corners of closets, and tries his best to shield his little dog body the best he can..

And there’s nothing I can do for him.. he handles it himself, but I wish I could help.

Instead, once the air pressure changes and the storm lifts, he goes back to his old semi-nervous self again.

Mutley is a good little man.. he has some more growing pains to go through, and he bites a little too much when he plays, but he respects my son Ayden and hasn’t yet done a nasty thing to him. As a matter of fact, they get along like brothers.. stealing food and playing ball. It’s good to see..

But when the rain begins—or snow in the wintertime—leave Mutley be. Until the air pressure rises again..

The day after today: Hail and high winds deep in the coal region of PA

I swear I was just in a scene from the DAY AFTER TOMORROW. A monster storm just rolled through with tornado warnings and severe storm alerts.. Hail, high winds.. Saw no funnel clouds or dogs floating by my window with witches on brooms, so that’s a plus.. but word on the ‘net’ is that Danville, PA, got socked with so much hail that windshields are broken all over town..

Here is how big they were 

It may sound a little cliche at this point, and you can blame it on global warming or earth changes or manmade chemtrails, but I think weather is getting stronger. Maybe not ‘worse’ in the sense that it’s widespread, but where storms do pop up they gain so much strength so fast that it makes you truly wonder if the tails of tribulation to come across our planet are true.

There was one blast of thunder that was so loud, so deep, it sounded like a train literally tore open the house and ran through .. Mutley the Dog ran from his normal hiding spot under a desk to the closet floor and attempting to squeeze in between a pair of my jeans and the wall…

Safe here in the coal mines of PA still, though. Lots of flooding and broken trees, but life will go on. 

Always could be worse.

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The God of War aligns with Earth

I was talking my dog late this evening .. there was a beautiful deep orange and red sunset dimming in the West.. I looked to the East while Mutley the dog was using his radar love to find ‘the spot’ to do his deed.. I saw Mars high in the sky—brighter than a typical planet and redder than anything else in the night twilight..It was a beautiful scene. 

Immediately I thought about the photograph I saw this morning of the ‘light on Mars’—though it may turn out to be a simple camera anomaly, it’s deeply wondrous to conjecture up a civilization living on Mars, dodging out of camera sight when the Rovers snap away.. maybe they live underground? Maybe they are in those rocky red mountains.. Maybe it’s all just the mindless ramblings of an imagination while a dog owner patiently waits for his animal to use the gravitational force to find a spot to let loose.

And just then…

I saw the brightest, whitest, and most beautiful light slowly glaze across the night sky. It was huge… it was quiet.. and it was streaming through the air just below the sight of Mars in my vision.

Though anything with space is deceptive, the fireball streaking through my sky this evening was as bright and big as what a full moon would look like to the naked eye.. I do believe a tail was following it.. Most likely some sort of meteor or ….well, maybe even a space craft?? 

Nah… those little green men don’t exist.

But the brilliant light was shocking—so much so that the last thing I wanted to do was take my eyes off of it.. I didn’t even care to take out my phone and snap a photo—and really, it would not have been good enough to brag about anyway with an iPhone’s nighttime inabilities.. 

After I sat down for the evening with a warm cup of tea and cold slice of pizza, I remembered that tonight was the night when the Earth, Mars and the Sun will align tonight..  And this alignment is coming exactly a week prior to the Earth seeing the first in a series of ‘blood moons’—a type of astrological event that some paranoid folk would say portends some good ole’ end times. Just an simple internet search will showcase the oodles upon noodles of people from around the planet who fret the end of the world with the heavenly signs in the sky—John Hagee is one of those folks who said that tonight’s alignment begins a ‘hugely significant event’ for the world.

So he says..
And so lots of people say.

I just know this..

During a quiet moment of pondering my own insignificance and possibly the meaningless or meaningful nature of life—it really can go either way—I saw a big fireball streak across my eyes and vanish overtop of trees near my house.. I don’t equate my vision with anything except this: We are small here on earth.. it’s a dangerous universe out there and we don’t ever really know what will happen or where it will .. 

We do know though that lots of prophets and parasites have come and gone, and they have done their damnedest to damn us.

As for John Hagee?

He always reminded me of someone..

Remember that scene from Stephen King’s STORM OF THE CENTURY where the entire town of people have the same dream of a minister preaching a fiery end times gospel and all of the townsfolk committing mass suicide by jumping into icy Atlantic ocean waters? That’s who John Hagee reminds me of..

Maybe the blood moons will be something big. Or maybe they won’t.

But remember this: Every day is the end of the world for about 150,000 or so people. Every day. And it’s the first day for thousands, too. 

Born into a world of sin.
They come on in.

My Daily Doodle.. 

The theory behind it is if there was a doggy day care my dog Mutley, on the right, would be a tremendous animal to deal with.

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It has been quite the night.
I guess you know you are meant to keep a dog when he runs away into dark cold woods and after a dashing rescue returns in one piece..

Around 5 o’clock tonight, Ayden suddenly decided to open the door to allow Mutley to escape.. Maybe it was because he was tired of the dog biting his toys, or maybe he wanted to set the dog free from the rules that confine him..

As soon as this occurred a daring chase scene unfolded! I immediately ran after Mutley the dog, over a highway and into the woods, but I couldn’t even catch a glimpse…

Ayden realized what he had done, but his little legs could not join in the search..

So many horrible things were going through my mind, that the dog would get hit by a car, abducted by aliens, or torn apart by Bigfoot..

I said to the higher power “if we’re meant to have this dog let it come back”
Not specifying the fashion I wanted the dog’s return to be in, the higher power answered in his own way.

My father, who joined in the rescue, was driving his car and saw the dog, the dog saw him and darted directly for the vehicle. This is where things get a bit murky.. My dad said that the car and the dog made contact but he said he was not moving at the time. Instead the dog literally railed head first into the car at about 65 mph running speed.. I can attest to that, I’ve never seen an animal on four legs run as fast as Mutley the dog does..

All is now well, the dog has no broken bones but is acting very ashamed.. My dad, as he is done through most of my life, made things right again. Ayden is building his ninja turtle Legos. Mommy is trying, as usual, to understand my meandering and strange stories. And I am just confused and tired from running 2 miles in one minute.

But we will all sleep tonight as a family..

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A song for a winter’s night.

It’s nights like tonight when one gets introspective.. Snow is coming down outside.. not a car in sight.. not even one can be heard in the distance. There has always been something peaceful about a snowstorm during the darkness.. Life itself seems to be on hold—something I find necessary now and then. I feel for those who are stuck in this weather or even though forced to travel to get to a job..

I am writing this post as I see a street light outside my window.. the orange hue is creating a firestorm of snow as it falls from the sky. You won’t catch me eating snow in the post Fukushima world, but I may make a snow angel or two tomorrow should Ayden Morris and Mutley the dog choose to play in the conditions..

I also find a quiet snowstorm to be very paranormal..Mysterious.. but reassuring. It’s powerful enough to stop traffic and life until roads are cleared, but beautiful enough to remind you that you’re not really in charge of anything here..

I am contemplating some strange things tonight—maybe the fact I’m listening to Dave Schrader on DARKNESS RADIO interview someone about children believe they have had past lives.. Or maybe it’s because every time it snows it reminds me of the eerie scenes of Stephen King’s STORM OF THE CENTURY.. Andre Linoge walks atop the snow somewhere in time.

I don’t want to continue to speak about a negative December.. but my God December 2013 was just abysmal personally for my family. It perked up by Christmas. And New Years actually felt good, hope and change is coming. Not the kind Obama promised in 2008.. but the real kind.
I can feel it.

December did end with some paranormal activity in my personal life.. An entity, or spirit.. or gust of wind, made its presence known.  It was perhaps the scariest moment of my life—seeing something unexplained and true, right before your eyes.. witnesses seeing it too only amplify the fact you cannot deny what your eyes just witnessed. I had one of those moments at the end of December..
I don’t know if I am going to be the same..
It’s because the paranormal is something I’ve watched from a distance. Something that I always doubted, even though I delve deep into stories about it. I am skeptical by nature..
But the occurrence that happened in my home has no way to be explained.

When you see something happen that you cannot explain, you have a choice: Ignore it, or welcome it. By ignoring it, life can go on.. you can keep laughing at those who believe in such things. Ignoring it means you can stay in your comfort zone. Close your mind and pretend nothing took place.
Welcoming it? That’s the tougher part.. That is when you need to discern with logic what your eyes see. While welcoming the idea that something strange happened does not mean you’re accepting it was paranormal, it challenges your mind enough to try to understand what it was you saw, witnessed, or experienced.
I am welcoming mine.
I do have video evidence of something happening—but I am holding that close to my vest at this time. I don’t want to publish something like that because I am not trying to get attention.
And the only reason I am vaguely speaking about it is because it has been driving me crazy NOT to write about it in some way. 

With all that I could say about what I saw, and have on video, I will simply say this: The next time you see that mysterious shadow appear and vanish.. it may be more than a shadow. The next time the house creeks or moans, it may not be your home settling.. the next time your child speaks of memories that they never experienced, it may mean they experienced it somewhere else, some time else..

Ghosts and goblins, UFOs and all that.. 99% is bunk. But if you welcome the 1% your world may change…

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