Here's one of my own stories. (I have lots more!)
I found a scruffy black kitten by the side of the road. I was in a car with my (ex-) boyfriend driving. I yelled "stop!!!" and he teased me later about how I acted like it was a major emergency. Well it was! There was a tiny kitten in a field by the side of the road!
The kitten looked like one of those abused kitties pulled out of a river. Filthy, skinny, weak and starving. And, his tail had been cut off at the stump. I could tell something had cut it off (as opposed to a bobcat tail) because it was still scabbed over.
Of course, I took him in and nursed him back to health! I had lots of cats but was especially close to this one!
He later died from eating the neighbors' rat poison. I'd been out, and my mom saw that he was sick but didn't tell me until after he had died.
A year later, after I had moved out of my parents' house, my mom told me there was a mama kitty with kittens in the back yard, but they were wild. I opened the back door, called my special kitty call, and a black mama kitty with only half a tail immediately came running to me! (She wouldn't get near my mom.)
We instantly recognized each other! Except this time, her tail had grown, and...she was a she!
She had the same personality and mannerisms. An incredibly smart cat so she was quite unmistakable!
I named her Anastasia, after the Russian grandmother who told the young lady claiming to be the long-lost princess "If you're not the real Anastasia, please don't ever tell me!" which really touched me when we did the skit in drama class.
I got other cats later. Anastasia didn't like them. She wanted to be queen!
One day she got mad at one of my other cats and right after that, she disappeared. Once again I mourned the loss.
Some months later, the neighbor's cat had kittens. As usual, the neighbor didn't take care of her cats, so I ended up taking care of them. There were 2 solid black kittens in the litter. One of them was a little sweetie, very affectionate. The other one was a little spitfire! And, get this - she had a bend in her tail, as though it had once been broken but never straightened.
I never got very close to those cats, because, after all, they were supposedly my neighbor's (though I usually ended up footing the vet bills since otherwise they'd never get spayed/neutered). But I always secretly wondered if Anastasia was simply 'too much cat' for 1 body and had reincarnated in parallel lives!
I had a cat who thought she was a dog. She would race after us whenever I took the dogs for a walk, and would romp with the dogs. Here's a cool video about a dog who reincarnated as a cat!
8 signs your cat is actually a dog
Compelling, eh?
and another:
Dog Reincarnate into Cat
Ask any cat lover: Cats don't play fetch! Unless they were dogs in their last lives, that is.
I found a scruffy black kitten by the side of the road. I was in a car with my (ex-) boyfriend driving. I yelled "stop!!!" and he teased me later about how I acted like it was a major emergency. Well it was! There was a tiny kitten in a field by the side of the road!
The kitten looked like one of those abused kitties pulled out of a river. Filthy, skinny, weak and starving. And, his tail had been cut off at the stump. I could tell something had cut it off (as opposed to a bobcat tail) because it was still scabbed over.
Of course, I took him in and nursed him back to health! I had lots of cats but was especially close to this one!
He later died from eating the neighbors' rat poison. I'd been out, and my mom saw that he was sick but didn't tell me until after he had died.
A year later, after I had moved out of my parents' house, my mom told me there was a mama kitty with kittens in the back yard, but they were wild. I opened the back door, called my special kitty call, and a black mama kitty with only half a tail immediately came running to me! (She wouldn't get near my mom.)
We instantly recognized each other! Except this time, her tail had grown, and...she was a she!
She had the same personality and mannerisms. An incredibly smart cat so she was quite unmistakable!
I named her Anastasia, after the Russian grandmother who told the young lady claiming to be the long-lost princess "If you're not the real Anastasia, please don't ever tell me!" which really touched me when we did the skit in drama class.
I got other cats later. Anastasia didn't like them. She wanted to be queen!
One day she got mad at one of my other cats and right after that, she disappeared. Once again I mourned the loss.
Some months later, the neighbor's cat had kittens. As usual, the neighbor didn't take care of her cats, so I ended up taking care of them. There were 2 solid black kittens in the litter. One of them was a little sweetie, very affectionate. The other one was a little spitfire! And, get this - she had a bend in her tail, as though it had once been broken but never straightened.
I never got very close to those cats, because, after all, they were supposedly my neighbor's (though I usually ended up footing the vet bills since otherwise they'd never get spayed/neutered). But I always secretly wondered if Anastasia was simply 'too much cat' for 1 body and had reincarnated in parallel lives!
I had a cat who thought she was a dog. She would race after us whenever I took the dogs for a walk, and would romp with the dogs. Here's a cool video about a dog who reincarnated as a cat!
8 signs your cat is actually a dog
Compelling, eh?
and another:
Dog Reincarnate into Cat
Ask any cat lover: Cats don't play fetch! Unless they were dogs in their last lives, that is.
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