I guess it depends on who a person is closest to in life. Both Elaine and I see our departed pet cat Maggie who was lain to rest about four years ago. Before then, oh, about 10 years ago, we kept seeing our landlady's doberman who was killed by a car as she panicked in a thunder storm.(The dog, not the landlady.)
Now I can't speak for Elaine, but I'm not mad - I always drool when I smell and hear bacon frying. And that tic I get in my eye, well, it's dry and dusty out here and as the pigs fly overhead they create a dust storm. I'm relieved that elephants,(especially the pink and blue ones) don't fly - they just jump like kangaroos. You wouldn't believe the dust they can kick up.
Which reminds me of the bloke who was arrested on suspicion of being a sex maniac. When asked at the police station for some means of identification, he reached into his coat pocket and took out five packets of condoms. Then he reached into another pocket and pulled out another three packets of condoms.
Looking on with satisfaction at having caught this sex maniac, the cops just waited as he went through all his pockets producing packet after packet of condoms.
Finally, the cops, deciding that they had proven their case, asked him to explain having that many condoms on his person. Looking up at them and blinking furiously, the bloke asks for a glass of water and a couple of aspirins. These were brought to him and within a few seconds, he stopped blinking. He then explained to the cops:
"When I get stressed, I start to wink uncontrollably, if I don't take a couple of aspirin within a few minutes I start blinking uncontrollably. Now, the reason I've got so many condoms is because when I go to a drug store and ask for a packet of aspirins, the pharmacist sees me winking and gives me condoms instead.
