Posted on 08/26/2016 6:17:02 PM PDT by fella
Do the animals we’ve loved and lost truly leave us? Earlier this week, Bel Mooney told of her grief at losing her dog, Bonnie, and how, at her lowest ebb, she felt Bonnie come back to her. In response, dozens of you responded with stories of signs from the after-life from dearly beloved pets . . .
Eight years ago, I had a lovely black cat called Nevil. One afternoon a lady knocked on my door and told me she had run over my cat. For two weeks I was truly devastated.
One night I could not sleep and went downstairs to make a drink. And there, in the kitchen, to my utter shock, I saw Nevil looking at me.
It lasted just for a few seconds before he disappeared but I felt so much better because I knew he was OK. To this day I can sometimes feel him walking over me in bed.
Jean Simmonds
(Excerpt) Read more at dailymail.co.uk ...
One night I could not sleep and went downstairs to make a drink. And there, in the kitchen, to my utter shock, I saw Nevil looking at me.
We had a cat that we see out of the corner of the eye every so often even though he has been gone for about 10 years now. He was extra special.
I’m still grieving over my girl; died last November. Wish I could see her again. So far, nothing.
My dogs all dreamed, a state of mind without body. Last dog was often fighting something that didn’t leave her tail wagging.
Our estranged neighbor friend died. We spent the day helping with cleaning out her place. Once back home a small bird came banging her beak on our window for days. Wife said it was her spirit.
I’m afraid I’m too much of a rational thinker to think that seeing our dead pets is anything other than wishful thinking.
When our little cat Munchy died suddenly after a short illness, I saw her in every dark corner. It was only my mind trying to supply the missing object that I so desperately wanted to see. But she was gone. Eventually, I stopped seeing her everywhere.
The cats (bunnies, chickens, parakeets) who have gone before me are all waiting at the Rainbow Bridge. They are not here.
I dream of seeing ex wife’s picture on a milk carton.
“The cats (bunnies, chickens, parakeets) who have gone before me are all waiting at the Rainbow Bridge. They are not here.”
Yes, they are waiting at the Rainbow Bridge, but their spirit may come and visit sometimes to comfort their beloved friends/owners.
My cat, Martin, died in May. Age 13. Haven’t seen him yet... But...
Every time a dear pet of mine was getting ready for the trip to the Rainbow Bridge, I’d see for a split second a departed pet who was best friends with the one ready to leave. That would scare me yet bring me comfort. Their friendship will continue for ever. :)
My handsome boy, Winston, is close to going. I’ll miss him terribly, but I hope I see him again. I’d like to think our pets are waiting for us.
Pat McCurdy song for you - Imagine a Picture of me and you (only you’re not in it!)
it is out on youtube
Thanks for posting this good topic.
I water the flowers growing above my cat, Valentine’s, resting place every day. I see her waiting by the door every night, and sometimes sense she’s about to jump on me. I call it phantom cat syndrome.
I had the most wonderful dog that I rescued, half Corgi and half Shepherd. He loved me more than anything in this world and after having him almost 10 years, he died. I mourned him for 3 years and one night I cried myself to sleep, completely inconsolable. That night I dreamed about him. He came running up to me and we were in this meadow and ran and chased each other the entire dream. I was laughing and he kept running in front of me and looking at me over his shoulder with that big grin on his face, his tongue flapping in the wind. Finally I heard the birds chirping and I felt that morning was coming. I knelt down and hugged him and opened my eyes with a gasp. I could still feel where I had hugged him and I knew that he had come to me to let me know that he was okay.
Heard this story from an animal communicator: she was at a barn party and one of the party goers has a dog accompanying her. The woman with the dog told the communicator that they were in the process of moving to another house but her dog was acting oddly. The communicator asked the dog what was bothering her, and dog asked if the other dog was going with them. They did not own another dog. As it turned out, the other dog was a ghost dog.
That usually means that the person is lost...and somebody wants them found.
Do you really want somebody to want to find your ex wife?
Disclaimer: Opinions posted on Free Republic are those of the individual posters and do not necessarily represent the opinion of Free Republic or its management. All materials posted herein are protected by copyright law and the exemption for fair use of copyrighted works.