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Issue date: Saturday, July 29, 2006
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Hello Everyone!
I want to thank everyone who has written in response to
last week's column on paranormal or psychic pet behavior.
The amount of mail that came in on this topic was a total
delight, especially as I am a true blue animal fanatic.
Just this past week, I spent two days trying to protect a
fledgling robin who kept having some bumpy landings in my
backyard, much to the dismay of its mother. I knew each
time her baby was in trouble from the frantic, ear-splitting
chirping in our maple tree, and even my dog (who 'owns' the
backyard) knew better than to come between mama and her
baby, having been dive-bombed the first time he accidentally
got in the way. The dog learned robin-speak in a real hurry
this week!
Simply observing animals can not only connect us to nature,
to our inner selves and to greater understanding of life,
but to realms beyond. My cat Mystic, for instance, has a
connection to some plane beyond 3D, and I do believe he
spends more time in other dimensions than here. Although
he has perfect eyesight, he finds it hard to focus his gaze
on us when we speak to him - it always looks like we're
bringing his attention 'back' from somewhere else. Even
though he is a black and white tuxedo cat, he has such a
strong green aura that it is readily visible to others (and
not just to me, his doting mom), and in fact, he leaves
amorphous blobs of green behind sometimes when he leaves a
room. He has at least one invisible playmate in the house
(that I was able to capture on film as an amazing bluish
orb) and I am also quite sure he senses many other energies
that pass through here as he often acts like someone is
patting him from above. We have a standing joke in the
family that Mystic's 'strangeness' is a result of having
lived in my metaphysical shop for a few weeks as a kitten,
and breathing in just a bit too much incense and smudge
smoke! But I truly believe he is connected to other realms
and I hope maybe one day he will invite me for a visit to
his special world. And now, I'm happy to share some of
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Zsuzsana,
Thought I'd share a truly amazing and sad experience with
my son's cat, Roddy. My son went away for a weekend of
hiking and camping with some of his coworkers. He wasn't
an experienced hiker but one member of group was supposed
to be. I had a feeling I should ask him not to go but he
worked so hard and deserved a weekend to himself as he
helped me with his disabled grandmother all the time. I
put my uneasiness aside and prayed he'd have fun. He said
he'd be home Sunday night. They left on a Friday morning....
later that evening Roddy started acting very strange pacing
and meowing. He'd go to patio door and whine.....nothing
would comfort him and he never did this before. After I
had gone to bed Roddy got very agitated and started howling
at the patio door. He continued this behavior through
Saturday. Sunday came and my son, Glenn, didn't show up. I
thought they got delayed and he stayed at a friend's and
would come home after work. I went to work and got a call
that my son was killed in a fall from a mountain. One other
hiker and he fell 70 feet and the other hiker had to crawl
out for help. I believe Roddy knew this was happening. He
frequently goes into Glenn's room and chatters to someone
only he can see, though I too have felt a presence. Glenn
did return home and Roddy was trying to alert me to the
situation. Glenn stayed very close to me over the years and
he only crossed over after I was able to allow him to go.
Though he is felt around occasionally he has passed over
to the other side now and is at peace. Roddy, at age 19,
is still with me and when the day comes that he passes, I
know it will be to live with his person...'til I join them.
Lin
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Hi Zsuzsana,
In the most recent issue of the Paranormal Insider, you
stated that you would be interested in stories about
paranormal/psychic cat behavior. Well, over the years
we have been blessed with seven cats, and there have been
many instances where they have looked around the room in a
very strange manner (like they see something that we don't
perhaps?) and then take off running in the opposite
direction! My husband and I have come to call this behavior
"seeing invisible animals"; however, I cannot help but
wonder whether they are actually seeing spirits/ghosts from
the other side--maybe our relatives, friends, or pets who
have passed on? Also, there was one time that I recall
being extremely distraught because our one cat was very
sick and my husband had just taken him to see the Vet. I
was in our kitchen at the time. I was standing there crying
when I felt one of our cats brushing up against my legs the
way that they sometimes do. When I quickly looked down to
see which cat was trying to comfort me, I saw nothing!
There were no cats in the vicinity whatsoever. I came to
the conclusion that it must have been one of our three
cats who were deceased. I was being comforted at one of
the saddest moments of my life by one of them! It was an
extraordinary experience--one that I'll never forget. When
I told my husband what had happened, he said that he has
had similar things happen to him. I couldn't believe it!
This was the first I had heard of it. He hadn't told me
about what had happened to him--probably because he thought
I would think he was crazy! Since that first incident, I
have also heard the sound of paws on the vinyl floor of
our home's entranceway (and again there have been no cats
in sight). It's an eerie experience. Three of our pets
died here in this house, and I'm certain that is why we
have had these encounters with them. They want us to know
they are still with us on another plane of existence.
Thanks for the opportunity to share my story.
Debbie L.
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A few months ago, we adopted a cat from our local pet
shelter. His owner wanted to find him a new home because
she didn't want him any more, and we happened to be right
there and had fallen in love with him at first sight. His
name was Marty, which none of us liked. We tried out
several other names, but none appealed to us, until it
occurred to me that since he's a white cat, I would have
given him a "ghostly" name if I'd had the original naming
of him. I immediately thought of Jacob Marley, and Marty
has been Marley ever since. (We just figure he thinks we
can't say his old name properly because he doesn't answer
as well to Marley as he does to "Junior," which is what my
husband calls him--in deference to our other cat, Blaise.)
Anyway, when we brought Marley home, he acclimated quickly,
except for one thing. He got very skittish around the
ceiling fan in our dining room. The other fans didn't
bother him in the least, but he would hunker down and stare
up at that fan with his body tense and ears flat back. A
few evenings later, we were going about our business when
there was a tremendous crash from the dining room. The
glass globe over the light on the ceiling fan had somehow
come loose and shattered when it hit the floor. We cleaned
up the mess, all the time talking about how Marley had
acted weird about that fan. You can guess the rest: he's
been fine ever since and that fan no longer bothers him in
the slightest.
I don't know if it's an example of feline ESP, but it
certainly made an impact on us.
Thanks for your column,
Mellanie
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When my adult son came home to die we had a six month old
Siamese named Spider. Spider knew Rick was sick and spent
a lot of time with him. He never clawed or bit as kittens
sometimes seem to do. On Rick's final day, Spider spent
the entire day and into the night on Rick's bed. When Rick
died Spider was sitting on my lap and slowly started
raising his head. He seemed to be tracking something
through the air until he was looking straight up. After a
short time, he went into the other room and did his usual
cat things. I have always believed he was watching Rick's
spirit depart. My husband witnessed this too so I know I
wasn't dreaming or in shock. It gives, for me, proof that
we do go on and we will see our loved ones again.
a reader
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I have a German Shepherd dog that seems to have a
connection with my oldest granddaughter. Because of a bad
situation my pregnant daughter moved back home. I was there
with her for the birth of her little beauty. When my grand-
daughter was about 4 months old we purchased Thorin. He was
at that time a very hyperactive dog. He will drag me around
even with a finger collar on. However, when my grand-
daughter began toddling around she would grab onto that
collar and he would never even attempt to walk faster than
her. He would stop when she stopped and walk when she'd
walk, never once even pinching her fingers in his collar.
What used to really amaze me however, is when my grand-
daughter would just stop for no reason and look up and
start talking to no one there, and even Thorin would
stop, sit and look up like he was listening to both
conversations. To this day I think they were talking to
my dad, who passed away 2 years before my granddaughter
was born. Dad loved his kids and grandkids, so I think
he just couldn't resist checking in on his first great-
granddaughter now and then. My daughter and granddaughter
finally were able to get a place of their own. Thorin is
now nearly 11 yrs. old and not as hyper as he used to be,
but still senses when things are not right with his family.
He will get sick when stress levels are high, and he will
be close when someone is not feeling well, or is sad.
I'd also like to share another story about when my grand-
daughter (at just over 2 yrs. old) was hospitalized with
pneumonia. We'd taken her to the doctor for a fever and
the doctor gave her antibiotics. However, the doctor didn't
realize she was sicker than she appeared. Nevertheless,
later on we took her to the hospital emergency room, they
X-rayed her lungs and hospitalized her. It was during this
time she was scared of someone in the room with us that
only she could see. We asked her what he looked like, she
said his name was "Obe" (my dad's nickname) and that he
was trying to tickle her belly. We had never told her
dad's nickname; she had seen pictures of him and was told
he was her great-grandpa (Dad's first name). Just wanted
to share. These things really don't frighten us; there
have been other experiences, but these ones do make me
smile because it's nice to know Dad may have passed on,
but still checks in once in a while.
a reader
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Hello,
I enjoy reading your Paranormal insider but I was
especially prompted to write you about an incident I had
with a cat friend who is now on another plane.
I worked at a university in my town and every night, I and
another employee would feed the stray cats that adopted our
particular building. I grew fond of the cats and their
mother and looked forward to seeing them at work. I told
my wife about the cats and informed her that I thought it
would be a good idea to bring two of the cats from the
litter home as I worked at night and she was alone and
could enjoy the companionship of the cats.
I was only able to convince one cat, whom we named "Drexel"
(after the university) to move in with us. I found Drexel
a most loving, affectionate cat. She was a very sweet, but
a highly mistrustful cat as she was feral and didn't trust
strangers.
Years later, I had gotten sick and was in intense pain on
my left side, so much so that I was literally rocking back
and forth in an effort to lessen the misery. Our cat,
Drexel, stubbornly continued to jump on my side of the bed
and kept pushing her little nose under my arm so that she
positioned herself at my side where the pain was. I was too
weak to fight her off even though I didn't want her around
in my condition. She insisted and lay there for less than
one minute as I felt the pain leave me. I found out after
an examination that I had pancreatitis. When I felt the
pain leave, I wept uncontrollably because I knew that
Drexel had taken my pain onto herself.
I naturally saw Drexel in a new light and we remained best
friends until her passing. Even now, I send her love and
light for her unselfish act.
RLG.
Philadelphia
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Hi Zsuzsana.
I loved your issue today with the interesting cats. I am a
true "cat person", and have had cats pretty much all my
life, so I especially enjoyed this issue.
All of the cats that I've had over the years have had
different personalities. I have always spoiled my pets,
because it seems to me that they make better companions
for it. Most of the cats I've had have not particularly
had anything out of the ordinary associated with them, but
I've had two that did, one in the past, and a current
'situation', either of which you may find interesting.
I got a particular tuxedo kitty when I was a child, which
I first saw when it had just opened its eyes. The mentally
handicapped were still normally institutionalized at that
time, and my father's work took him to the farm in our
area that served that purpose. Because we lived in an
apartment, my dad would sometimes arrange to bring me out
on the weekend to see the farm animals, especially in the
spring. This one time one of the residents had a cat who
had kittens that had just opened their eyes. I fell in
love with this particularly tiny kitten, and this fellow
gave me a thorough "interview" about looking after the cat
before telling me if I wanted it once it was weaned I could
have it. My parents agreed, and each weekend until the cat
was able to be separated from it's momma we went out to
visit my kitten. "C" was very active despite being the
runt of her litter, and even as a full grown adult weighed
less than 2 pounds.
I had a severe illness at one point during her life, and
she practically never left my side during those months.
The same thing when I had to have surgery on my spine; once
I was recovering at home, she hardly left my side. Even if
I had the flu or something, she'd stick to me like glue.
I was in college when her health deteriorated to the point
where she had to be put to sleep. I held her when the vet
gave the needle, and held her in my arms until she died.
After that, at times when I was sick or had to have more
surgery (spinal problem is recurrent in nature), I would
get a visit from my old cat. I couldn't see her but I'd
feel her cuddling. I suspected I was just imagining this,
the old wishing she was still with me thing, but after I
was married and had the surgery again, my husband saw her
too, very hazy and indistinct, but he could actually see
her and described her.
After that, we moved into a place we could have a pet
again, and a friend who was moving and unable to take his
cat gave us theirs. "B" had been rescued from an abandon-
ment situation when just a few days old, and had been
bottle-fed.
A few years later I had to have the surgery again, and
my old cat again came to look after me. This time was
different. She cuddled until the current cat came into the
room, and although I heard nothing, she seemed to 'call'
him. I called my husband to the room, and he confirmed for
me what I felt, that he could see the hazy image of my old
departed cat, no longer cuddling, but sitting on the corner
of the bed looking down at the living kitty.
It appeared that they were communicating somehow, and prior
to that (although nothing prior with "B" there was serious),
he had never done the thing of sticking to me like glue if
I was sick or anything. This time, after their 'communion',
both cats walked around me, up one side and down the other.
It felt like my childhood kitty was teaching him what to
do, and then after a last nuzzle, she left, and I have not
seen her since.
The cat she 'turned me over to' was also a tuxedo kitty,
but he was HUGE. "B" was over 25 pounds, and all muscle.
His back was about knee height when he was fully grown,
which wasn't until he was about 3 yrs old. He had never
looked after me during illness before that incident, but
thereafter he continued to do so as long as we had him.
He died when he was only 12, sadly.
He was a very maternal cat (in spite of being male!), and
had a special cry for letting us know when there was a
stray in distress outside, and was even known to push his
food dish out to the door and try to feed the strays. A
week and a half after his death a kitten showed up on our
doorstep during the last big storm of the season. We could
not leave her outside in a storm with windchills into the
-30 range, so we brought her in. It turned out she did not
belong to any of our neighbours and was actually one of
the feral cats in our area, but just young enough to not
be too feral yet, so we kept her.
She showed so many of the same idiosyncrasies of our
recently deceased one (and he was pretty unique, so it was
actually a little creepy), to the point where I started
calling her Spirit. We did not know it when we brought her
in, but she was newly pregnant. The vet thinks she was only
6-7 months old when she gave birth to a single kitten, 60
days after we took her in. After she gave birth to the
baby, she stopped acting like the deceased kitty, although
we've continued calling her Spirit since she'd gotten used
to the name. We also named the baby, and kept her too. "M"
(the baby), however, took over with all the idiosyncratic
behaviours that we'd named her momma Spirit because of,
and now that she is almost an adult, she has added to them
with even more of "B's" behaviours.
She will alert us the EXACT SAME WAY that the old deceased
kitty did to a cat in distress in the yard, wanting us to
go rescue it. And she has tried to push their food dish to
the door the same way he used to. She also looks after me
like I was her kitten, even though I've not had anything
serious since she came to us. If I laugh aloud, "M" thinks
I am crying, and will come over and try desperately to
comfort me. "B's" favourite treat was green olives, and "M"
will beg for them and if I give her a tiny piece, she will
try desperately to eat it, even though she obviously does
not like it. It's as if she thinks she is supposed to like
it.
Did my first tuxedo kitty come back in spirit form until I
had another cat she could trust me with? Did my second
tuxedo kitty come back, directing a young pregnant kitten
to us knowing we couldn't turn her away, then being reborn
to that young momma? I'm not certain if I believe in
reincarnation or not, but since this, I am certainly
leaning more in that direction, because I know of no other
way to explain such things. Also, have you heard of a
higher incidence with tuxedo kitties in paranormal
situations. I know 2 kitties is too small a sample group,
but it does seem a bit odd that of all the kitties I've
ever had, I have only had 2 tuxedos, and they are the only
two I've had paranormal experience with.
Have a great day,
Hugs,
-LM
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Thanks again, everyone, for these amazing stories, many of
which truly gave me shivers and goosebumps. Please write
to me at zsuzsana@arcanamatrix.com with your own paranormal
stories or comments. Have a great weekend! Carpe diem,
Zsuzsana
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