My Dad and I Grew Up in a Small Town in the United States

My dad would tell us things that happened most every time we would come to visit. He always laughed about it and said that his wife did not believe it. She was a sceptic at heart, and always had an explanation for all the things that happened - even when i could see no logical explanation. We just had this overwhelming feeling of wanting to be as small and invisible as possible. Then we started experiencing things in the daytime. My dad had two lovely dogs, a laberdoodle and a great dane. And they were the loveliest, kindest dogs. They began to sta at the corner of the living room and would sometimes rush over there just to be standing completely