True Ghost Stories Part 2 - A warning from beyond the grave

Growing up I had two dogs, Shanie & Purdy. Purdy was always more my dog then my Mums and we shared a special bond. When I was eight years old Purdy died after a short illness. We burried her in the back garden, wrapped up in her favourite blanket cuddling her favourite squeaky toy, a yellow Christmas cracker.  

Purdy

Some years later both me and my Mum were awoken in the middle of a night by a squeaking toy in the garden. My Mum dismissed it as someone else's dog playing with a toy or foxes. We went back to bed but the squeaking continued. I recognised the squeak and it sounded strangely like Purdy's toy which had lost it's squeak long before she died. We thought no more of it. 

The following morning my Mum got up then come to fetch me. It had appeared we had been the victims of an attempted break in, the gate which seperated the patio and grass had been completely kicked down and muddy footprints were on the patio. 
The police were called to check it out and agreed someone had indeed been in the garden.  


Our attention was then drawn to where we had burried Purdy a few years previously. The grass by then had regrown over her grave and the vase of flowers remained untouched. More shockingly lying among the grass on her grave was her yellow Christmas cracker, complete with it's squeak which we then recognised as the squeak the previous day. Me & my mum looked at eachother and said "But we burried that with her" 

Was this Purdy warning us of the danger and if so did her squeaky toy scare off the perpetrators?