I recently had a very bizarre experience when I had to put my beloved cat down. I had my cat for 9 years and he had started getting very ill. I took him to the vet and had to make the very difficult decision to put him to sleep.
The vet provided me with his body as I wanted to bury him myself. My best friend and her husband had just moved into their first home out in the country on two acres of land. They had only been living there for about 2 months at the time and said they had the perfect corner in their property line underneath the sumac trees in which I could lay him to rest.
When my boyfriend, best friend, her husband and I first arrived at her home with my cat. This little orange cat ran from across the yard straight to me and started rubbing against my legs. This of course made me start crying all over again. My best friend and her husband both looked at each other and stated that they had never seen this cat before and wondered where it had come from.
The cat wasn't paying any attention to anyone else but me and curled up in my lap purring when I sat down on their deck. It was like we were long lost friends. At one point I had gone into their house and the cat sat crying and staring at me through the sliding glass doors. I went back out and he continued on being my little shadow.
While my boyfriend and my best friends husband were digging the hole for the grave the cat would go back and forth from sitting on my feet to walking over to the hole and looking to see what was going on. It was like he was supervising and coming back to me to tell me it was all going okay. When they placed my cat into the grave, the cat stayed on my feet the whole time.
When my boyfriend and I were leaving, the cat sat in the driveway and watched us pull out and then my friend's said he took back off across the yard in the direction he came. Neither one of my friends have seen this cat since that day. This happened early last November 2007 and it is now 10 months later.
There are only two houses anywhere near where my friends live and neither one of them have a cat. It was like he was sent to tell me everything would be okay.
This was not the first time I had a weird experience with a cat. There have been many over the course of my life.
Another story that really sticks out: I was at my new friend Matt's house for the very first time (I was 16 at the time so 10 years ago). I was sitting in his basement and he went to have a shower. I looked over to my right and there was a little black cat with a white triangle on his chest sitting there looking at me. I remember thinking to myself "I didn't know Matt had a cat". I then looked away for a split second and when I looked back it was gone. I just assumed the cat was scared of strange people.
When Matt got out of the shower I said to him "Matt I didn't know you had a cat!". He gave me a very weird look and said, "I don't have a cat..." I thought he was pulling my leg for sure. So I responded "Yes you do! He's black and has a white triangle on his chest..."
All of the color drained out of Matt's face and he asked, "You saw a picture didn't you?" He then ran around his house while I sat there very confused. When he came back he said, "That cat died three years ago! How did you see him?" I was floored. That was the first time anything like THAT had ever happened to me.