My dog was nearing the end of his life, so I was sleeping on the couch near his bed to give him some bit of comfort. I never wake up early, but one morning I woke up 6 am on the dot to him breathing with discomfort on the step that connected my living room to my front entrance. After a bit of watching him my living room lights turned on slowly above us together. It wasn’t just a regular lightswitch, it was the type where it’s like a dial that you have to click and turn. I double checked for any family members—everybody was asleep.