I saw something I felt was spiritual on Wednesday night when my sweet Sara passed. She has been in poor health for the last several weeks, diagnosed with a failing kidney, and I was having to feed her with a syringe the last few days.
Sara has a twin brother, also siamese in appearance, that I rescued at the same time. I called them my siamese twins. But Sam usually lived up on the second floor, unless he came down to eat, or the weather was cold and he wanted to snuggle her. Sarah lived downstairs, and only went upstairs when I did.
So Wednesday night, just before bedtime, I fed Sarah with the syringe, and then laid her over on the couch on her favorite blanket and kitty pillow like every night recently. However this time, I noticed something wasn’t quite right with her. Her back legs were sort of locking up. I started petting her little head, and asking baby are you all right?
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, here comes Sam flying in the room. Hadn’t seen him all day. He looks at her and meows. She’s unable to move her head much but still there with us, I can see it in her eyes. Then he looks at me and meows. Then he just looks back at her. I patted him on the head, before giving my attention back to her. At that exact moment, the life starts going from her eyes, slowly.
Obviously a lot was going on for me at that exact moment, but it didn’t take long for me to feel like a spiritual connection had somehow been made between the two, so that he could be there for them to say their goodbyes in that brief moment. I don’t know how else to explain it, because there I wasn’t doing anything to attract his attention, and he had actually been keeping his distance from her since she started getting sick.
Maybe it was just a coincidence, but I don’t believe it was. I felt their love, and our love, and it made her passing something I will never forget. I’ve had other religious experiences and this one had a similar feel.
My little dog died at my feet, while I was in bed. Back in 2021.
Every day I tried to remember to tell him that he was a gift from God.
Condolences on everyone’s losses.
That reminds me of something from 12 years ago. My wife’s father was approaching death, and she drove to be with her family. She and her family had been staying up watching him for many nights. One night Mrs. Gitmo texted me around 2:30 AM. I happened to notice her text (a miracle in itself) and she told me her mom and her two sisters had gone to bed: they were exhausted after a couple weeks of watching over daddy at night. She was alone with daddy.
She told me she thought his time was close because he was saying nonsensical things. I asked her what he was saying. She said he’s talking about a river and tree. But he said the tree is on both sides of the river. That’s obviously delusional and nonsensical. I immediately thought of Revelation 22. I didn’t mention that, but asked what else he was saying. Everything he said was from biblical descriptions of heaven.
I told her to go wake up everyone and tell them to get their Bibles. When they were back I had her tell each thing daddy had described, and after each item I would have them turn to the passage in scripture that reflected what he was saying. I told her to tell them he’s seeing heaven.
Her mom had two dogs who stayed on the back porch and never ever came inside the house. I think she had put the fear of Grannie in them.
Mrs. Gitmo then told me she thought the Holy Spirit was there, because there was a sweet perfume in the air. Her dad weakly pointed to the corner of the bedroom, saying “There He is.” I told her that was Jesus, not the Holy Spirit.
The dogs, who never ever ventured into the house, came running in and sat staring at the corner he had pointed at, wagging their tails excitedly.
That’s when her father left his body.
One of my wife’s sisters had been wailing uncontrollably for days, saying “What are we going to do? Daddy’s dying!!!!” But after this, she refers to that night as the night Jesus came and took Daddy home with Him.