I wonder why the trailer neglects to tell us that the dog houses the reincarnated soul of the little kid's father, who croaked in a car accident. Read the synopsis of the rest of the film to learn of its heart-warming tale of death, malevolence, vivisection, and heartbreak. A feel-good pic!
Back when feather pillows were the norm in Appalachian households, it was not uncommon to find a hardened mass of feathers whose quills had turned inward and locked together forming a disc, or crown, in the pillow of the gravely ill, or recently deceased. Finding such an artifact in the pillow of someone ill was a sure sign that the person would die within the next three days, but it was a comforting symbol when found in the pillow of the recently deceased. Finding a crown in a person's pillow meant that the person has gone to Heaven. [Source: Theresa's Haunted History of the Tri-State]
People collect these things. The Museum of Appalachia in Tennessee has the largest collection. Carrollscorner.net also has a whole bunch of pictures of them.
When Bob Golub arrived in New York in 1984, he began selling "lucky potatoes." He would write his name on them with a felt-tipped pen and also sprinkle them with lucky water from his grandmother's well. The price was whatever a customer wished to pay. Golub said they were popular with stockbrokers. He told the New York Times, "There are guys making $500,000 a year walking around here with lucky potatoes in their suits."