Weird Stuff My Family's Experienced

Cats When There Were None

(A/N) Sad content ahead. Be prepared.

So, first, I want to apologize for not updating lately. It's a mixture of struggling to remember the order of events and trying to remember the details of the older ones, and being a bit too busy to hop online long enough to update.

Anyways.

I've grown up only knowing cats. For literally as early as I can remember, we had cats. But when I was sixteen, we had to put one of them down due to old age and lots of pain (she wouldn't even sit down all the way anymore). Then a year later, we lost our other cat due to a very traumatic event that the vets couldn't explain. The best they could determine is that she went into kidney failure, and that somehow because of that, she could no longer take in oxygen on her own. It was awful and I don't think I'll ever recover from it. The point of me telling you this is that we got used to the sounds of our cats tearing around the house in the evenings, and of the one drinking from our leaky kitchen sink.

After we became cat-less, we still heard the sounds of cats running around and of the one jumping up to lick water out of the sink.

Now, I don't believe in ghosts, but there was some sort of...familiar presence that came with the noises. It was almost as though our cats were still hanging around to tell us that they were still looking after us.

My family always explained it away as just our brains playing tricks on us, but it seems a bit unlikely that all of us would hear the sound of a wild chase going on and turn towards it all at the same time if it was just our imagination.

This is probably the only thing that I'll definitely say was more than just "weird". I'm fully convinced that our cats hung around until we brought home two little kittens, and that they're still watching us. I still talk to them sometimes, even though the cat noises went away after we brought home our current cats. My bedroom window overlooks where we buried them in our backyard. I can look out there and just talk to them, like I used to do when they were still alive with us. I will always believe that they went to heaven. Even if animals don't have souls, I'm determined to believe I can still see them again.