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To: SquirrelKing

The part about the your aunts dog reminded me of our cats. They freak me out all the time. One night I was playing with our then kitten, Hello Kitty, when she stopped and looked up at the spot where the wall meets the ceiling. Then, she started running back and forth meowing and looking at that same spot. I got up and looked for bug or something but nothing was there. This went on for at least 5 minutes. I was very happy when my husband got home!

After a few years we got another cat, a little all black cat named Lucky. She will stare at the same spot that the other cat looked at and also follow something with her eyes. It's sort of like when you play with a flashlight with your cat or dog and thier whole head follows the spot it makes on the wall.

She also stands on the back of the couch, stares at the ceiling and meows like mad at nothing. One time she did it at the top of the bed while I was laying in it. That freaked me out. Then she tried to hit it with her paw. I turned around and she had found a spider. :-)


61 posted on 10/26/2006 8:43:35 AM PDT by retrokitten
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To: retrokitten

LOL - a spider! =)

Creepy about the spot on the wall though...*shiver*


62 posted on 10/26/2006 8:44:38 AM PDT by SquirrelKing (Kayaking, environmental-conservationist, organic food eating, beer loving, gun owning conservative.)
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To: retrokitten
One night I was playing with our then kitten, Hello Kitty, when she stopped and looked up at the spot where the wall meets the ceiling.

Mine does that, too. The logical explaination would be the cats were hearing noises in the attic or walls of maybe squirrels or mice. But who knows.

131 posted on 10/28/2006 9:15:52 AM PDT by mtbopfuyn (I think the border is kind of an artificial barrier - San Antonio councilwoman Patti Radle)
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To: retrokitten

Scranton has a past rife with the paranormal. The beet farm that I own
with my cousin Mose is haunted. There are always strange noises around
the old farmhouse at night. But every All Hallow's Eve, by the ancient
Druidic calendar, a ghost manifests itself in physical form. About midnight
there is a ghostly pounding on the front door and when I open it, there is
nothing but a flaming paper sack. I know that the spectre is trying to communicate with me.

One year it threw eggs.

160 posted on 10/30/2006 10:15:34 AM PST by SquirrelKing (Kayaking, environmental-conservationist, organic food eating, beer loving, gun owning conservative.)
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