I have been asked a few questions about the strange encounters noted on my profile so let me explain a little bit more. Back then I used to live in Chateauguay, a suburb southwest of Montreal, Quebec in Canada.
My first encounter happened on a quiet night around 2 AM. We were on a straight road that crossed an Indian Reservation by the name of Kahnawake when suddenly I noticed that there was a large light in the sky. There really was nothing extra-special about it. It looked like a star, but much
This started in the late 70's. I used to live in bigger and less bright.
Even though I stared at it for most of our trip, I can't describe it more than that. This was nearly forty years ago and sadly, I didn't have a camera handy to catch it either so this is how I remembered it looked.
At some point, I told my husband about it. He dismissed it, without even checking it out and told me it was more than likely the moon and I should stop imagining things. Yet, there were two problems with his statement. I could see both the moon and the strange light and even at that, the unusual object was too small to be the moon, and too big to be mars. On top of that this light, for lack of a better word, moved from north to south while we, in the car, stayed on a straight course.
Seeing that I wouldn't let go, he checked it out and admitted it wasn't the moon but stubbornly added that it was probably a plane or a helicopter. But the problem with his assumption was that my window was open and we couldn't hear anything but the soft sound of the car's engine.
As we neared our destination, the thing still hung up there as if it was following us. My hubby took a 90-degree turn. Instead of being in our back, the light was still on my right, but now slightly ahead of us. My hubby, who had noticed it, hit the brakes. The light continued for about a hundred feet and stopped. I heard him muttered something and he backed up quickly. The light stayed still for a few seconds before it backed up about the same distance we did, positioning itself on our right. My hubby repeatedly said, "No, no, no!" and hit the gas. He took a left turn into our street. The light followed for a second or two, and then zoomed over our head and disappeared in the same direction we had come from, the reservation.
My hubby never slowed down until we reached our house. We looked at each other and we both asked the other, "Did we really did just see what we saw?" We stayed in the car for long minutes wondering if we shouldn't have stayed and checked it further.
This was our first encounter (at least, that we recall).
That same summer, we had a few more but the one other that stroke a cord happened during the following winter and it left our dogs (two Samoyeds) crying and scratching to get inside the house while we stood outside, baffled. We didn't see the light itself. It was around 3AM when suddenly the whole yard turned as bright as if it were 3PM. The dogs howled and ran to the house, looking over their shoulders.
We're talking about two adult and well-behaved dogs that wouldn't normally bark. This is why we could play outside with them in the middle of the night without having the neighbors swearing at us.
On this particular night though, they were all but quiet. They alternated between whining and howling while scratching at the door to get inside. It took a while for my hubby and me to realize they were not looking at us but rather at something behind us in the sky. We both turned to see if we could discover what was causing them to act so out of character. Everything happened too fast. I can't really describe what we saw. However, we both had the same experience. Whatever had lit the yard flew in a zigzag reminiscent of lightning but with the thickness of a moon crescent, before it disappeared in the direction of the Indian reservation. As soon as it did, the normal night returned. However, the dogs didn't want to stay out anymore. We had to let them in.
After that night, they never came outside with us in the middle of the night ever again. You may believe what you want, but to me, the proof lay in the dogs' behavior.