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It's been said that people that hate cats will come back as mice in their next life.
Grieving isn't linear
I woke up when I felt something jump off the bed. I sat up with a jolt thinking it was my cattle dog x, Bobbie, wanting to be let out as she has done every morning since staying at my partner’s parents' house for the last few weeks. But when I looked down, Bobbie was still asleep. So, what had jumped off my bed? The dream I had been having before I had been awoken was fading from my mind slowly, so I could recall what it was about.
By Ashlea Bicknell4 years ago in Petlife
Hello Ghost Kitties
Some people are very sensitive to the spirits (not alcohol, the paranormal ones), while others will chock it up as hocus pocus bunk. I fall somewhere in the middle. I know they exist around me, and although I have never seen a ghost or spirit, I have experienced their presence on several occasions. And because they were friendly spirits, I welcomed them openly. I’ll recount three of my favourite encounters. I’ll leave the others to another story.
By Ariane Weathers4 years ago in Petlife
Home Is Where the Hairball Is
When I moved in with my friend Molly, her husband, four kids, three dogs and three cats, I had no idea how everything would work out for me. I wasn’t that big on kids, but I’d always loved cats in spite of, or perhaps because of the fact that my mother hated them.
By Roberta Carly Redford4 years ago in Petlife
Two Golden Nuggets. Third Place in Pets Welcome Challenge. Top Story - June 2020.
If you had asked me two years ago, “Katie, would you ever have a cat?” I probably would have laughed. Now, I have two. Two beautiful golden nuggets of joy that I simply cannot get enough of. Every morning I wake up to their purrrrs and every night I fall asleep to their cuddles. I’m sure everyone says this about their own pets, but I believe I have the most amazing cats in the world. I am officially a crazy cat lady at the age of 30.
By Katie Shay4 years ago in Petlife
Hope and a Purpose
When a parent dies your world is turned upside down. That is what happened to me when my dad passed. He had been sick for a while and I helped him with his final arrangements. We cleared out the furniture and the belongings. It was a trying time for him, my sisters and myself. At the same time, we had to place my mother in a care facility to help with her Alzheimer’s.
By Traci E. Langston4 years ago in Petlife
A CAT TO REMEMBER
When I was a child we had a few cats, and despite loving them all as members of the family we weren’t keen on getting any more after they passed away naturally. It’s true that we shed a good few tears, though we still remained adamant that we would never get another cat. Unfortunately we had a cat who piddled on furniture in the house and another who was uncontrollably having litters of kitten constantly, of which were very hard to sell to loving homes. Both of those cats mentioned would also hunt wildlife and we often entered our house to see feathers all over the place!
By Rebecca Sharrock4 years ago in Petlife
The Yoda:
The Yoda: He Puts the Cat in CATitude By Laura Kodet In the summer of 2013, my niece, Morgan, was wandering around Staten island with her then boyfriend. They spied a scraggly gray kitten chilling in a backyard. Morgan scooped him up without hesitation. Her boyfriend was going to adopt him, but his house was having some work done on it, so my niece took the kitten home to her house in Yonkers, temporarily. Morgan took one look at this tiny kitty with his fleas, eye infection, large ears and very long-haired fuzzy body, and named him appropriately, Yoda. As luck would have it my sister had just adopted two crazy ferrets and I already had a cat, so Yoda stayed in Yonkers for a year. In a very early picture of him, he had a concerned, troubled look on his face. In the spring of 2014, my lovely little girl-cat Shansala died. After a grieving period, my sister asked me if I would take Yoda because a cat and two ferrets was too much. I wholeheartedly agreed.
By Laura Kodet4 years ago in Petlife