I've been asked (nagged) to tell my story about my two ghost cats. But in return I want to hear other people's experiences with their pet ghosts. So there. NYAAAH!
The story....
It first started with a small stray tortoiseshell cat - Tinker. She was the ugliest thing we had ever seen: coarse fur, blotchy markings, had only six teeth, wall-eyed and bow-legged. But we took her in nevertheless. It soon turned out we were the best thing that ever happened to this little cat, and she rewarded us in return by showing she had a very sweet nature and loving personality.
We spoilt her terribly, and she was very happy. But the time came when death came to claim her. We brought her into the house so that she could die in company of the humans she loved.
A fortnight after her death, she started to make her presence known.
It began one night, when my mother went into the darkened kitchen to get something, and saw a pair of glowing green cats eyes looking at her from the kitchen bench. She swiftly turned on the lights, but there was no cat.
She went back into the living room to check on our other cat, only to find her fast asleep on the sofa.
My mother was perturbed by this, but accepted it.
Then it was my turn.
In the kitchen was a box of newspapers that Tinker loved to curl up in during winter. If any of us went into the kitchen while she was in the newspaper box, she would leap out of the box and land heavily on the floor, so as to greet us.
One night I was alone in the house and walked into the kitchen, turning on the light at the same time. As I did this, I saw Tinker's ghost leap out of the box of newspapers and land on the floor with an audible "thump". As soon as her feet landed on the floor, she vanished.
I knew then she had come back to the place where she was the happiest, and was occasionally seen by other family members, as a brief blur here and there.
Some years later, we had to move house and leave our Tinker ghost behind.
The new house was just freshly built, and was built on what used to be a vineyard.
We again adopted a stray pregnant tortoiseshell cat, who had 4 kittens under the house. We found homes for two of the kittens, but kept the only male kitten and the female runt. The male was a black/white big softy.
At the age of 10 months, the male - TC, vanished and was never seen again.
After about 9 years, things started to happen. My mother had started to see a black and white cat-shaped form occasionally showing in the hall doorway.
Some days later I too began to see this black and white cat form in the doorway, and I got the impression that it was TC, my missing kitten. I mentioned this to my mother and she seemed relieved that I could see it also. And now ever since, we've been able to catch glimpses of this black and white cat in this doorway.
I've checked the doorway to see if anything could be causing this illusion, only to find that it's always dim, even on the brightest of days. So light wasn't the cause.
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