I'm 16 years old and I live in VA. I had the same cat since I was a baby, his name was Harley. We were really really close and always together when I was home. Harley got really sick about 7 months ago and we put him on a couple medications but his illnesses were not curable. He slept in the my bathroom bath tub the last few nights of his life and every night I would wake up to him meowing so I would go and see him.
I used to lay in the bathtub with him everyday and cuddle him and when I'd go in there after he died I'd sit in the bathtub and cry and I'd feel warmth on my lap, Harley loved to sit on my lap. Sometimes when I'm in there I'll talk to him and the other day I was in there and there was an empty cup in the bath tub and it started moving.
About a month ago my sister and I both woke up to his meow. Every time I shower, there are noises that come from the bathroom closet and he used to like to be in there when I showered or went to the bathroom. I also feel weighted down spots in my bed at night and he used to always sleep with me.
I recently got a kitten named Tommy due to the depression I went through, I felt I needed another cat. My mom had said that I could never be as close to another cat like I was with Harley, but Tommy and I are always together and where ever I am, he is. I don't know if that has anything to do with Harley but I felt it was a little strange since cats like do their own thing. Like Harley, Tommy is in the bathroom with me when I'm in there and he gets in the bathtub and jumps around and pounces things that aren't there and he'll run around he also does this in my room some nights.
The nights I talk to Harley he's usually in my dream the same night. The dreams are always the same but different locations once it was at my country house, where I got Harley and it was after he died, I went into the shed and he was there and I picked him up and held him and cried. The dreams felt real I could feel his fur and everything. I'm not really sure if all these are things I just imagination because I've never had a ghostly encounter that is so close to me. Can someone give me an opinion?
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I have had at least two instances of strongly feeling the presence of a departed animal. My first one was with our family cat, Timothy, who died at 16 years old of renal failure.
Every night I would come in from work and cry because Timothy was not there. I would stop crying, get a snack and sit down to watch Johnny Carson. As I began to laugh at
Carson and relax, I began to feel a subtle but very REAL presence in the room. I am sure it was Timothy. I had never had this experience before, but I somehow didn't have any doubt as to who it was---after all, I had known him for 16 years. I did not sense any sorrow in him, nor any confusion. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing: he was just watching us for a few nights (seven, to be exact) to see if we would be all right. It seemed to be a matter of choice for him.
Until that time, Crystal, I was really not sure that we survived the death of our bodies... I remember thinking every night when I would sense Timothy's presence in my Dad's easy chair (his favorite place in life)
"Well, I'll be damned---it's really true; we DO survive physical death!" It is a natural process; Timothy taught me this. I think of this often. In truth, my first spiritual teacher was a cat!
After seven days, Timothy went on to do whatever he was supposed to do. I don't know what that was, but he seemed to know.
Hope that helps with what you have been through. I think Harley is very special, as was Timothy---and one day you will see him again!