My family and I had a cat named Deliah for ten years. We've gotten really close to her, then she started growing these growths (they weren't cancerous so they can't really be called tumors) it was like one HUGE clump, or should I say a series of lumps. Deliah would always limp whenever she would walk, it was such a sad sight.
So one day (her last day) she had a vet's appointment, how I dreaded that day. I was too sad to go, because we all knew what was destined for Deliah. My parents just asked, "Is it time doc?" He said "Yes, oh yes, it's time..." That was it, Deliah was dead. BAM, for awhile I hated the vets, because they just KILL an animal like that, but I guess it's better that way...
Then a little over a month later, we adopted another cat named Dora. She was great, she would explore everywhere! Once morning, I had to wake up for school. I was eating breakfast, and I hate having the light on when I just woke up. I saw a black figure walk past my chair in the dark, it was a little figure of course, it was a cat.
I know it wasn't Dora (the new cat) because she had white, big, patchy spots on her back. Deliah's back was all black. And Dora was somewhere else in the house. I don't know it could've been my eyes...
But a year or so later, I was at my aunt and uncle's house for thanksgiving. Their dog died, months ago. I could've sworn I saw a dog like figure when I was there, but I'm not so sure so don't take my word on it. I've always wanted to see a ghost, so seeing a cat or dog's ghost is really cool. But I don't really know if I did, but I'm pretty sure that I did see Deliah...
Glad to hear that you were able to get another cat, and Deliah was probably letting you know not to feel guilty, that she is glad to see you happy, but she knows she will always be in your hearts. 😊 ❤