Right, time for a Jessie story
I've posted this before... not too long after Jess died, her mum came to see me one Sunday afternoon, and brought with her a little bag of Jess' ashes for me. They were in a plastic bag, tied at the top, which she'd then placed inside a little velveteen pouch type thing.

I had to go out as soon as she left, so I put the ashes on the side, and left the house. When I came home, I wanted to see what they looked like so I took the plastic bag out of the pouch and untied it.

As soon as I untied the plastic bag, my dog started barking. That in itself is unusual as he hardly ever barks; and if he does it's once, for instance to let me know he wants to be let out. This though was continuous, and his eyes were locked on the bag of ashes. As soon as I tied them up and put them away, he stopped and returned to acting normally.

As I've suggested below, maybe he was picking up on something from me; it was still a strange experience though.
(Professor Kenny Martin Hmm? What?, Mon 17 Sep 2012, 14:26, Reply)