Casey was able to manifest herself permanently, and she was playing with us all the time. Maureen came over with some special food, that she got from a place in Natick. She said that Casey was very special, and that there were only 4 other families with dogs that have been able to come back as a full formed ghost. The food she gaev us was white and looked like pebbles, and came with some particulare runes, a flier on how to take care of a ghost dog, and a dwvd. The flier said that teh food wasn’t actually necessory, but it would make casey stay in her present state of full manifestation permanently. We chose not to do this, as we wouldn’t be around forever ourselves. Casey peed an awful lot for a goust- at one point on my coat and bblanket and hand, and afew times on the carpet. She also took on the form of a human afew times, strangelyi as a smaall boy. Peter came home and told me how a good part of our town was underground, and then a squirrel managed to get into the house. I tied a peanut and a broken key to my string and fished for it to bring it outside.
I was then in a mall helping some idiot ladyi set up a scene for a photograph- she was a complete idiot in regards to all the things she wanted in it, and where she was pacing them. When she went away, I moved the things around to actually get the image she wanted, putting a giant tent in the back to make it smaller, and a rock tunnel near the front for the camera to see thorugh as if looking out a cave. After I had finished that, I started terrorizing the other stores by flying to the tops of their doors, and peeking down. Some people started following me, and I eventually cornered myself behind a bush up at the ceiling. They climbed up, and I charged one girl like a vampire and started to bite at her, not harming her, and actually stopped being a vampire as i bit her. They told me I needed to help with some alien thing goirg on at a school, and headed over there. There was a giant wierdly shaped, angry alien- kindof looked like Q3:As Klesk, actually. It was knocking cars upside down trying to get at people, and then I got it to try racing me on the track. The plan was for him to run out to the street, and then a friend of mine hit him with a dumptruck, however he never ran to the street, and instead hid inside some rocks. I tried getting him out to talk, which he eventually did, and I found out it was a bunch of role players that were also from a computer company which I’d met at computer conventions, XYZ something. My father had heard of them too.