This past Saturday, Brooklyn had another experience that drove her out of the house for a few hours.
My wife and I had gone to a BBQ with some good friends, and Brooklyn stayed home with the dogs to have a quiet evening.
Soon the quiet part was history.
We got a text message from her at about 7:30 saying she was leaving the house and hanging out with a friend. Said she couldn’t stay there any longer. We asked her why.
Seems that she began to hear banging noises inside the house. Then the toilet flushed. And then, the hall light turned on by itself.
That was all it took to say, “I am out of here.”