jakestott wrote:I tend to have dreams involving my old cats, pretty much on a weekly basis. In the dreams, it's like I'm the only one who notices that they've come back to life, and everyone else is ignoring them. Dunno if this sounds silly, but i always wonder whether it's a sign to say that they are alright?
I miss my cats terribly, we have a dog now, who i love dearly, but c'mon, Cats are better!
Here is a picture of the last cat i had, she was called Libby (Libstine was her nickname
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1992 - 2007
That looks like a sweet cat Jake.
And about that dreaming.. I have the exact same thing!! The only difference is that I don't have this dream that often any more. It's about the cat I grew up with at my parents. She died 7 years ago. But I dreamt about her very often. I saw her, she curling up to me. Nobody noticed her but me. In time this dream came less often, but I still have it sometimes.
Yeah, I believe too that it can be a sign that they're allright.
I haven't dreamt about Jefta yet. Don't know if it will happen. But somehow it's like his sister is trying to tell us he's allright (yeah I know how silly this sounds
). She is extra extra sweet, especially when my wife and I are both sad because of losing Jefta. Then she jumps on our laps, and starts cuddling, making sweet miauwing sounds. This is something she normally didn't do..
@ Turquoise. Thanks for the support bro. It still hurts, but not that much as a week ago. You're right. It needs time. The sadness won't go away for a long time to come I guess. But it is managable now. And it helps, that we both are more and more convinced we made the right choice. It will take time, but I think I will in time most of all appreciate the moments I had with him over the sorrow. Thanks again mate.
. I remember when my cat Rico died in 2005, it was a Friday morning, and i went downstairs, and asked my Mum ''Where's Rico? i haven't seen him for a few days'' and she broke the news to me, i just couldn't believe it at all, not to him, he was a gentle cat, a soft, yellow and fluffy Persian cat. I couldn't eat anything at all. I dunno whether it was in my head or anything, but i remember walking into the kitchen, and i heard a ''meow'' in his tone, like it sounded exactly like him. I will never forget that day though, Friday June 3rd 2005, one of the worst days of my life. Took me like a month or so to stop crying 
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