Alex McG
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Sorry, I can't remember. It was a long time ago!
Ever seen a ghost horse/had a psychic experiences?
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Chavhorse
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Well I normally keep quiet about this as people tend to think you are deranged .
The house where I grew up was also the house my Father grew up in was an old Victorian Pile complete with brick built stables and two paddocks at the back that would have originally been used for the carriage horses of the house and during my fathers childhood the hunters and riding horses of the family.
We had many things happening that all revolved around our horses and animals;
One night the photograph of my mothers horse Sandy flew off the sideboard for no reason at all, she put it back and carried on reading her book, when it flew off again she says she clearly heard a voice saying Go to Sandy she went out to the yard to find Sandy down in his stall suffering the first signs of colic.
Quite often when you were in the yard the horses would look past you and whicker to something/someone you could not see.
Sometimes you would look out of the window and see all three horses standing by the paddock gate whickering and rubbing up against something.
Our family dog could be seen sitting perfectly still wagging his tail and offering his paw to no one.
You could always smell pipe smoke in the tack room but no one in the family smoked.
My father always used to say looks like Danny is here again turns out Danny was the young groom who used to work at the house but was killed in World War II in 1940. He remembered him as a lovely gentle young man whom all of the horses he was looking after adored, he also used to smoke a pipe. Dad assumed that Danny had come back to look after our horses in the place that he loved.
Over the years many many things happened and it just became the norm to go to the stables in the morning and say "morning Danny" and "Night Danny" last thing. None of our animals were in the slightest bit worried by it.
Danny stayed around up until we had the last horse we kept at the house put to sleep in 1993 (my Father's Hunter aged 28) then seemed to disappear. My Mother sold the house in 2006 following my Fathers death to move into sheltered accommodation.
Truth being stranger than fiction I still have friends in the village and went back last year to visit. Met up with the new owners of the house in the pub and asked if all was well and did they love living there as much as we did to be told, we love it but really odd that since we bought our daughter a pony we keep smelling pipe tobacco in what you used to use as a tack room.
The house where I grew up was also the house my Father grew up in was an old Victorian Pile complete with brick built stables and two paddocks at the back that would have originally been used for the carriage horses of the house and during my fathers childhood the hunters and riding horses of the family.
We had many things happening that all revolved around our horses and animals;
One night the photograph of my mothers horse Sandy flew off the sideboard for no reason at all, she put it back and carried on reading her book, when it flew off again she says she clearly heard a voice saying Go to Sandy she went out to the yard to find Sandy down in his stall suffering the first signs of colic.
Quite often when you were in the yard the horses would look past you and whicker to something/someone you could not see.
Sometimes you would look out of the window and see all three horses standing by the paddock gate whickering and rubbing up against something.
Our family dog could be seen sitting perfectly still wagging his tail and offering his paw to no one.
You could always smell pipe smoke in the tack room but no one in the family smoked.
My father always used to say looks like Danny is here again turns out Danny was the young groom who used to work at the house but was killed in World War II in 1940. He remembered him as a lovely gentle young man whom all of the horses he was looking after adored, he also used to smoke a pipe. Dad assumed that Danny had come back to look after our horses in the place that he loved.
Over the years many many things happened and it just became the norm to go to the stables in the morning and say "morning Danny" and "Night Danny" last thing. None of our animals were in the slightest bit worried by it.
Danny stayed around up until we had the last horse we kept at the house put to sleep in 1993 (my Father's Hunter aged 28) then seemed to disappear. My Mother sold the house in 2006 following my Fathers death to move into sheltered accommodation.
Truth being stranger than fiction I still have friends in the village and went back last year to visit. Met up with the new owners of the house in the pub and asked if all was well and did they love living there as much as we did to be told, we love it but really odd that since we bought our daughter a pony we keep smelling pipe tobacco in what you used to use as a tack room.
hnmisty
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Not a horse one, but I used to keep my pony on my neighbour's yard. I had the two stables by the road. I used to feel there was someone watching me from her house. Not in a threatening way, in a creepy-but-keeping-an-eye-on-me way. Her daughter had suffered from anorexia for over 15 years and died in the house.
The tap room was at the end of the yard, and I used to feel that I'd see her daughter in the doorway. I refused to go down there on my own at night. My mum used to laugh at me...but later admitted it gave her the wiggies. I'm pretty sure it did to my neighbour too, I scared the loving daylights out of her a couple of times down there.
Sophie was the kind of person who would do anything for you, and "ghost" Sophie would probably have offered to carry my water buckets, but my screams would have been audible in America!
Horsey...when Misty was on restricted grazing in a smaller pen than Harry, I was sat in her pen one day when she came up behind me and I heard a voice in my head saying "why does he get more grass than me?".
I'm a scientist through and through though!
The tap room was at the end of the yard, and I used to feel that I'd see her daughter in the doorway. I refused to go down there on my own at night. My mum used to laugh at me...but later admitted it gave her the wiggies. I'm pretty sure it did to my neighbour too, I scared the loving daylights out of her a couple of times down there.
Sophie was the kind of person who would do anything for you, and "ghost" Sophie would probably have offered to carry my water buckets, but my screams would have been audible in America!
Horsey...when Misty was on restricted grazing in a smaller pen than Harry, I was sat in her pen one day when she came up behind me and I heard a voice in my head saying "why does he get more grass than me?".
I'm a scientist through and through though!
Kelly1982
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In hadnt been at my new yard long when the old horse next to one of mine was PTS due to colick.
A few weeks later I was down the yard on my own mucking out when I heard a horse mooching about around the yard. Didn't think nothing of it as was in my own little world and just assumed someone had come down to turn out. When the mooching carried on I suddenly thought 'oh cr*p I bet one of the horses has escaped as I'm the only one here' so ran out to go and rescue it.
I couldn't see anything so ran round the yard looking as thought maybe it had gone into one of the feed barns but nothing. Checked all the stables and every horse was out in the fields???
Went back to mucking out hoping I wasn't cracking up. Didn't hear anythin after that and haven't heard anything since.
I swear it was the old boy coming back one last time
A few weeks later I was down the yard on my own mucking out when I heard a horse mooching about around the yard. Didn't think nothing of it as was in my own little world and just assumed someone had come down to turn out. When the mooching carried on I suddenly thought 'oh cr*p I bet one of the horses has escaped as I'm the only one here' so ran out to go and rescue it.
I couldn't see anything so ran round the yard looking as thought maybe it had gone into one of the feed barns but nothing. Checked all the stables and every horse was out in the fields???
Went back to mucking out hoping I wasn't cracking up. Didn't hear anythin after that and haven't heard anything since.
I swear it was the old boy coming back one last time
Spot_the_Risk
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Chavhorse, that is a lovely story, it's made my eyes prick a little.
I've posted my experiences on here before, sadly no animal ones but this is my most recent. My father died on 19th May last year, Mum and I were with him when he passed. Mum put their house on the market, and in October she moved to an 18thC cottage in a small Dartmoor town. It's a nice place, a former shop, and we know a few people who have previously owned or lived in it (it was rented out for a while) and no one has admitted to having anything out of the ordinary happen. Mum had only just moved in when one day in the smallest bedroom I smelt sweat - not unpleasant at all, just as if a man who'd been working hard outdoors all day had stopped in front of me. It was in a small area, and I was the only one who smelt it. It didn't worry me at all, I quite liked it and I had a vision of a man wearing a vest but no idea of what he looked like. I smelt it a few times in that room or on the top stairs (and have since taken a photo in the house that shows an orb on those stairs.) My Mum then had a huge panic about sleeping in the top bedroom, she was being woken up at night by noises, bangs, chains rattling, and she thoroughly scared herself (I slept there and heard nothing), she was convinced it wasn't Dad as 'he wouldn't try to scare me'. She called the local Vicar who came and chatted and said a prayer in every room, and as Mum was saying goodbye to him and shaking his hand at the front door, she suddenly smelt the sweat smell, as if that presence was with her saying goodbye to the Vicar too, it was the first time she'd smelt it and she couldn't believe that she'd ever doubted my description of it. Anyway... totally unrelated conversation with her one day, she tells me that my Dad used to smell so strongly of sweat that she used to chase him around the house spraying deodorant at him, she doesn't always look too deeply at things and didn't connect the smell in the cottage with Dad... the house is peaceful now, my Mum is settled, there are no noises and no smell, he is gone...
Oh, he also left a few pencils around the place - for a few months I was finding random pencils, on a clear work surface, or the middle of the floor. It was only after his death I realised how much he wrote notes on so many things, bags and boxes of hand written family tree stuff. Again, that's now stopped.
I've found it comforting - we all deal with death differently, but these thins have made me smile (well mostly...)
I've posted my experiences on here before, sadly no animal ones but this is my most recent. My father died on 19th May last year, Mum and I were with him when he passed. Mum put their house on the market, and in October she moved to an 18thC cottage in a small Dartmoor town. It's a nice place, a former shop, and we know a few people who have previously owned or lived in it (it was rented out for a while) and no one has admitted to having anything out of the ordinary happen. Mum had only just moved in when one day in the smallest bedroom I smelt sweat - not unpleasant at all, just as if a man who'd been working hard outdoors all day had stopped in front of me. It was in a small area, and I was the only one who smelt it. It didn't worry me at all, I quite liked it and I had a vision of a man wearing a vest but no idea of what he looked like. I smelt it a few times in that room or on the top stairs (and have since taken a photo in the house that shows an orb on those stairs.) My Mum then had a huge panic about sleeping in the top bedroom, she was being woken up at night by noises, bangs, chains rattling, and she thoroughly scared herself (I slept there and heard nothing), she was convinced it wasn't Dad as 'he wouldn't try to scare me'. She called the local Vicar who came and chatted and said a prayer in every room, and as Mum was saying goodbye to him and shaking his hand at the front door, she suddenly smelt the sweat smell, as if that presence was with her saying goodbye to the Vicar too, it was the first time she'd smelt it and she couldn't believe that she'd ever doubted my description of it. Anyway... totally unrelated conversation with her one day, she tells me that my Dad used to smell so strongly of sweat that she used to chase him around the house spraying deodorant at him, she doesn't always look too deeply at things and didn't connect the smell in the cottage with Dad... the house is peaceful now, my Mum is settled, there are no noises and no smell, he is gone...
Oh, he also left a few pencils around the place - for a few months I was finding random pencils, on a clear work surface, or the middle of the floor. It was only after his death I realised how much he wrote notes on so many things, bags and boxes of hand written family tree stuff. Again, that's now stopped.
I've found it comforting - we all deal with death differently, but these thins have made me smile (well mostly...)
Missmac
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I dont remember this but my Mum swears that this happened and convinced her that guardian angels exist!
I was just over 2 when my nana died.
About 3 months later i was going through a phase of getting up in the middle of the night and climbing into my parents bed. One morning i toddled into their room and Mum was telling me what a good girl i was for staying in my bed all night when i announced that 'i did wake up but Nana floated down through the ceiling, put me back in bed and read me a story'
This happened 3 times over the course of a couple of months and mum still cries when she repeats the story.
I was just over 2 when my nana died.
About 3 months later i was going through a phase of getting up in the middle of the night and climbing into my parents bed. One morning i toddled into their room and Mum was telling me what a good girl i was for staying in my bed all night when i announced that 'i did wake up but Nana floated down through the ceiling, put me back in bed and read me a story'
This happened 3 times over the course of a couple of months and mum still cries when she repeats the story.
Missmac
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Lol just read the title of the threat properly!
Mine isn't remotely horsey!
Mine isn't remotely horsey!
Goldenstar
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Not horsey but when I was in hospital after an riding accident I had my leg iced for ten days before surgery for my broken leg.
As you could imagine lying for ten days with a broken leg was very unpleasant one night in dark in between sleep waking conscious unconscious not sure what. I had the strongest feeling of Labrador dogs lying beside me one on each side it was my two beloved dogs long gone come to comfort me .
Now I can tell you it was probally just my mind conjuring up a nice feeling in a extreme situation but at the time I really thought they where watching over me.
As you could imagine lying for ten days with a broken leg was very unpleasant one night in dark in between sleep waking conscious unconscious not sure what. I had the strongest feeling of Labrador dogs lying beside me one on each side it was my two beloved dogs long gone come to comfort me .
Now I can tell you it was probally just my mind conjuring up a nice feeling in a extreme situation but at the time I really thought they where watching over me.
star26
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I am fascinated by this thread!
Chavhorse and Spot_the_Risk- such lovely stories, brought a tear to my eye!
Chavhorse and Spot_the_Risk- such lovely stories, brought a tear to my eye!
Sleipnir
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First post here.
I used to work in a larger lesson barn and sometimes stayed late until dark. One October evening I was going down a path by the barn, and suddenly heard a horse nicker right behind me and huff a warm breath on my hand. Turned around to see who had escaped...but there was no horse, and nobody had escaped. I later got to know that a young filly had died and been buried very close to the spot where this happened - I believe she is still with her herd.
Also, not about horses, but right after my first cat died, she still could be heard grooming herself and walking around the flat at night - not just by me or my roommates, but also by guests who stayed for a night. She'd sometimes jump on the bed and you could feel her paws pressing into the blanket over you, but nothing could be seen. She stayed for about a month. When I finally came to accept her very sudden and painful death, she moved on and was not heard again.
I used to work in a larger lesson barn and sometimes stayed late until dark. One October evening I was going down a path by the barn, and suddenly heard a horse nicker right behind me and huff a warm breath on my hand. Turned around to see who had escaped...but there was no horse, and nobody had escaped. I later got to know that a young filly had died and been buried very close to the spot where this happened - I believe she is still with her herd.
Also, not about horses, but right after my first cat died, she still could be heard grooming herself and walking around the flat at night - not just by me or my roommates, but also by guests who stayed for a night. She'd sometimes jump on the bed and you could feel her paws pressing into the blanket over you, but nothing could be seen. She stayed for about a month. When I finally came to accept her very sudden and painful death, she moved on and was not heard again.
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fatpiggy
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Interesting. The Royal Crescent is notorious for its ghosts of former residents. Look up the book by Vivianne Rae Ellis "True Ghost Stories". It makes fascinating reading - all were sent in by "normal" members of the public.
*Maddy&Occhi*
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I lost my beloved mare last year. I was absolutely devestated and heart-broken and was in a bad way for a while. I went to see a psychic and she asked me a few questions regarding my horse to which I said she had died (literally that's all I said as was very skeptical), she asked whether my horse had been put to sleep as she felt that she didn't die naturally 
(I didn't say she had "died" to catch her out, I just said it without thought). She also said that she felt pain in her feet and head and asked whether she'd been put to sleep due to feet and head problems (which she did, she had navicular and nueroligical issues)...she asked whether I was with her in her last moments as she felt my mares last memories were of me lying down with her in the mud (and it was blooming muddy that day) with my head on her neck and my hand stroking her... She also said a few other things that really threw me!!
I've never seen my mare or anything like that, but I have felt her presence, very much so the first few months after she died. I don't know if it's just that I've moved on, but ever since I got my new mare (6/7 months after my late mare died) I don't feel her presence as much, maybe it's just me but I do feel that we're both at peace now.
(I didn't say she had "died" to catch her out, I just said it without thought). She also said that she felt pain in her feet and head and asked whether she'd been put to sleep due to feet and head problems (which she did, she had navicular and nueroligical issues)...she asked whether I was with her in her last moments as she felt my mares last memories were of me lying down with her in the mud (and it was blooming muddy that day) with my head on her neck and my hand stroking her... She also said a few other things that really threw me!! I've never seen my mare or anything like that, but I have felt her presence, very much so the first few months after she died. I don't know if it's just that I've moved on, but ever since I got my new mare (6/7 months after my late mare died) I don't feel her presence as much, maybe it's just me but I do feel that we're both at peace now.
shamrock2021
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In a previous yard I saw the yard owner husband that has been dead for the last 3 years. My mother, brother and sister saw it . The show microphone in the yard turn on by itself and you could hear a man voice. It sounds crazy but it actually happened. I am naturally a non believer but seeing that change my mind . All I can say is I am glad to be out of that yard.
Louby
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I was on a yard years after the previous yard owner died, I used to buy feed from there and new him. Years later a current livery said they had seen a man walking in the barn area, described him to a tee. They didnt know the previous yard owner nor that he had died. Was a bit spooky!
Rosie'smum
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I have recently seen a little dark coloured sec a type pony on my yard. I was walking back up my field after poo picking and it was just getting dark. A little pony was walking some distance in front of me and kept looking round to see if i was still there then disappeared.
Couple of weeks later walking across a different field I could see the car headlights showing up through some horses legs, I thought ah thats where my friends 2 horses were but when i got closer to the yard they were in fact near the gate and not the middle of the field.
Need to ask the yard owner if a pony has died there or not.
First time I have ever seen anything like that.
Non horsey 1 of the houses I lived in as a kid used to have things going on. Used to be watching tv in my moms room with her and 2 seperate occasions the clock and my moms earings would go flying across the room, not like they would from vibartions! And my parents could smell perfume between 2 trees in the garden but I could never smell it.
Couple of weeks later walking across a different field I could see the car headlights showing up through some horses legs, I thought ah thats where my friends 2 horses were but when i got closer to the yard they were in fact near the gate and not the middle of the field.
Need to ask the yard owner if a pony has died there or not.
First time I have ever seen anything like that.
Non horsey 1 of the houses I lived in as a kid used to have things going on. Used to be watching tv in my moms room with her and 2 seperate occasions the clock and my moms earings would go flying across the room, not like they would from vibartions! And my parents could smell perfume between 2 trees in the garden but I could never smell it.
SashaBabe
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Non horse related. My dad died 26 years ago and is buried in a small church graveyard, where some of the graves date back to the early 1800s. A "new" church was built about 40 years ago, but the old original church still stands in the grounds, a short walk from dad's grave. One day, mum and I went to visit dad's grave and I remarked on the organ music coming from the old church. I walked over to the old church and listened for a few minutes to the lovely music. A few months later, on another visit to dad's grave, we stopped to speak to an elderly man who kept the graveyard tidy. I remarked on hearing the organ music coming from the old church and he informed me that there was no organ in the old church any more and that it was completely empty.
poiuytrewq
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Not really, but I did have a reiki lady out to my horses several times last year. They enjoyed it. Tbh I didn’t really know what reiki was when I booked it but kept going as they loved the lady!
The last time she came, not knowing my little TB had been pts a few weeks before she asked after him and said he was still there and his presence was so strong, he needed to be told to leave and that he was hanging on to say sorry for leaving.
I don’t believe stuff like this really, it was all still very raw and I think that’s why I got really upset and cried too much (don’t really do emotion in front of people!)
It was just awful, she told him to leave and apparently he did.
It just freaked me out a bit and I’ve never had her back. Not sure why. I don’t know if I’m cross because I don’t believe and feel she took advantage of a very sore situation or.... well I don’t know but I didn’t like it.
The last time she came, not knowing my little TB had been pts a few weeks before she asked after him and said he was still there and his presence was so strong, he needed to be told to leave and that he was hanging on to say sorry for leaving.
I don’t believe stuff like this really, it was all still very raw and I think that’s why I got really upset and cried too much (don’t really do emotion in front of people!)
It was just awful, she told him to leave and apparently he did.
It just freaked me out a bit and I’ve never had her back. Not sure why. I don’t know if I’m cross because I don’t believe and feel she took advantage of a very sore situation or.... well I don’t know but I didn’t like it.
doodle
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I’m sure sultan stuck around for a while. First ride after he went when we got back I saw him looking out over his stable door. Then a white feather fluttered down in front of me and minto. I picked it up and put it in his stable where it couldn’t be moved. I still felt he was about. A while later that feeling went and I noticed the feather had gone. It was secured down so don’t know how it could have been moved.
After my dad died I was in hospital. No one in the room with me but I felt someone sit on the end of the bed. I could have imagined it but it felt very real.
After my dad died I was in hospital. No one in the room with me but I felt someone sit on the end of the bed. I could have imagined it but it felt very real.
PurBee
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last night i installed an infrared camera by my horse stable. The infrared LED’s cant be seen with human eyes so the camera doesnt look like its on, and the infrared light helps the camera to see in the dark.
Checking out the footage today, both horses during nighttime dark hours, stared directly at the camera, at the source of infra-red, so they certainly see infrared light waves. Dont know if its common knowledge but i never knew!
Because its a new camera, fitted in a far off corner they’re never interested in, as soon as they entered that section, they stared at the camera and source of infra-red light. Ears forward ‘whats that? Thats new!’
So thats how they see in the dark, and how they ‘see and respond to ghosties’ beyond the veil of human sight.... ?
Checking out the footage today, both horses during nighttime dark hours, stared directly at the camera, at the source of infra-red, so they certainly see infrared light waves. Dont know if its common knowledge but i never knew!
Because its a new camera, fitted in a far off corner they’re never interested in, as soon as they entered that section, they stared at the camera and source of infra-red light. Ears forward ‘whats that? Thats new!’
So thats how they see in the dark, and how they ‘see and respond to ghosties’ beyond the veil of human sight.... ?
Spotherisk
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i found white feathers for a few months after Tinner died.
Cinnamontoast
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Not horsey. Jake, our springer, used to take himself off upstairs for a snooze on the spare bed. He’d then jump down right above my head, id hear the thump and knew he’d had enough and was coming back down. He was diagnosed with cancer ten years ago and pts the next day (couldn’t walk suddenly) but I kept hearing him jump off the bed for years. It only stopped a couple of years ago.
After my cat, Cinnamontoast was pts, I heard him miaowing and felt him brushing against my leg several times. It didn’t freak me out, I adored that cat.
After my cat, Cinnamontoast was pts, I heard him miaowing and felt him brushing against my leg several times. It didn’t freak me out, I adored that cat.
ILuvCowparsely
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several times on the yard when I have gone to go in a stable the door has shut but only the door I am going in no other stable door. Happened today too, I was coming out a stable and the sudden wind or breeze closed the door behind me but only that door.
Spotherisk
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@fatpiggy I’m actually in the Vivienne Rae Ellis book, so is my mum...
Frumpoon
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? which one are you????