Chat It’s Fate – September 2019

Words: Monica Caff erky Photos: SWNS and Alamy

T

he doorbell rang and Mia, my

Staffi e, ran excitedly to greet

the visitor.

‘Who’s that, Mia?’ I

grinned, following her. Mia always

makes me smile, she’s such a

friendly dog, despite being

abandoned in the street by her

previous owners.

I’d adopted Mia in 2015 from the

Birmingham Dog’s Home when

she was 18 months old. Like all the

dogs I’ve had before her, she was a

much-loved rescue.

My friend Yvonne was at the

door. As I opened it, Mia started

came to the door with Mia,’ Yvonne

said, also looking confused.

‘Maybe she’s outside?’

Canine confusion

I explained once

again that I didn’t have

another dog.

‘What did this dog

look like?’ I asked.

Yvonne was clear.

‘She was bigger than

Mia and had a glossy

and beautiful black coat.’

I smiled.

‘Oh, you’ve just seen Pongo,’ I

None of my dogs have ever truly left me

Pauline Lee, 70, from Tamworth, Staffordshire

running around in rapturous circles,

her tail wagging.

Yvonne had never been to my

house before – we’d

only just met at a local

psychic circle. But Mia

greeted her like an old,

beloved friend.

‘Where’s your other

dog?’ Yvonne asked as

we settled down with

tea and iced buns in the

living room.

‘I only have one dog,’ I said,

rather confused.

‘There was another dog that

told her.

Pongo, a Labrador-

Greyhound cross, was my

fi rst rescue dog from the

RSPCA and she passed

over in 1982.

Spirit dog

‘S-so that was a spirit?’

Yvonne said, stunned. ‘She

looked so real.’

Although Yvonne was

surprised, I wasn’t. I’ve seen

Pongo many times – in fact, she

appeared in spirit just two weeks

after her death.

I’d got up in the middle of the

night to go to the loo, and stepped

over her where she lay at the top of

the landing.

It was only once I was in the

bathroom that I remembered that

she’d passed!

Since then, Pongo has popped

over from the other side every few

months or so. Sometimes her visits

have caused quite a stir.

A few years ago, a man was

delivering my meat order. At the

time, I had another rescue dog

called Misty, a Collie-Staffi e cross.

I off ered the butcher a cup of tea,

it’s fateit’s fate

My visitor

asked who

my ‘other’

dog was

Great chums:

My son and Pongo

Alive and well:

My Mia

Angel reader:

Guided

FRIENDS

Faithful