Post by loretta on Jul 6, 2008 22:00:24 GMT -5
I believe! When my sweet kitty of nineteen passed on,not only I, but my son, who was the one who found her gone, had a hard time letting go. She had been my loyal, constant companion and when my son was born, she would lay just out of reach to entice him to crawl. When he started walking ,she did the same thing. We both loved her dearly. The night I buried her,and I might add in a haunted place in its own right(Hells Hallow-Sterling,CT.), there's a spirit of a little girl,Maude there and I thought my kitty would not be so lonely if I placed her there. On the way back, through the mist that had started to cover the pond and low ground, a large White cat(same as my Saffy) bolted out of the mist from the side of the road and stopped dead in the beams of my headlights, staring at me and then,just melted away. I knew then she was on her way to another life. For three days, my son would wake and tell me that Saffy had come in the night, hopped on his bed and curled up at his feet as she always did. I attributed this to his grief and tried as best I knew how to explain death and passing on to him. He never swayed from his story. Then, on the third night, there was a knock on my door. To our surprise and joy, a friend was holding a small white kitty. As she put the kitty down, it circled half way round my rug and lay right down at my feet, stretched out and went to sleep. We were over joyed, though the eyes were yellow and not blue, we knew right then and there, our beloved Saffy was home. CottonBall(CB) has been a joy to us, she does the same exact things as Saffy had done, helping my second son crawl and walk, jumping on the window ledge to come in and when I make a mistake and call CB, Saffy, she comes and nibbles my toes to remind me who she is. No doubt in our minds, we all believe,our wonderful cat is here to share our lives as long as we both shall live.