Accounts of animal ghosts have existed for a very long time. Sometimes during travel, ghosts of animals have been reported by passers by, such as the account of a ghostly canine that snarls at travelers on certain roads in the State of Maryland. However, most animal ghosts seem to be witnessed after recently passing, still visiting their beloved human companions. There are ghost stories about various types of pet animals, especially cats, dogs, and horses being seen after their death. Animal ghosts seem to visit where they formerly lived, and may stay for a minimal period of time or longer. Many owners have reported not only seeing their ghost animal, but also smelling, hearing and even feeling them through touch. These ghost animals seem to continue their routine developed while pets, such as sleeping on a bed, heading to a food dish, or interacting with other animals still alive and remaining in the household.
Often after the death of an animal’s physical body, they may choose to remain around their human, as well as other animal friends for a time; but often move on after saying goodbye in their own unique way. Upon a pet’s passing, one should be alert to signs of the animal being with them in spirit, such as familiar sounds associated with the pet, a visible presence, or even an imprint or indentation upon a bed where the animal formerly slept. Pay particular attention to the times and places where you daily interacted with the animal, such as during feeding times. Perhaps your pet is still undergoing his or her routine with you. This is also a good time to take photographs, as anomalies such as whisps of spirit, orbs, shadows, and even apparitions of the animal might be captured in photo. Photographs should also be taken around other animals and house members, as often they will be visited by the recently deceased pet.
Due to traditional religious teachings that wrongly instruct that only humans have souls, many are unaware that animals have spirits (souls) just like human beings and can interact and even be seen as animal ghosts. Pet ghosts seem to be the most common animal ghosts seen, and this could be because of the strong bonds and emotional ties that were created. However, detection of animal ghosts may be more noticable to one who is grieving and looking for signs of a ghostly visit from their furry friend. Perhaps our attachment to the animal holds it here for a short time due to its concern for our emotional trauma; but perhaps this also creates the perfect opportunity, for one who knows what to specifically listen and look for, to detect an animal ghost.
Some good questions have been posed by others, such as could we somehow possibly create the animal ghost as a phantom through our emotional ties to it while alive, or our desires to see it once again after it has passed? Another gentleman wonders why we only typically hear of animal ghost accounts of domesticated animals and pets, but rarely ever of wild animals or even insects? Good questions to ponder. I do know that psychics claim to be able to see the ghosts of animals on the other side of the veil, and can even make contact with them. Native Americans and other tribal cultures teach of shape-shifting animal spirits that protect humans, known as totems. These typically are wild animals and not domesticated species.
Animal ghosts have been witnessed on former fields of battle. In Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, a horse carrying its rider appeared in misty form before some shocked observers. They thought the horse and rider were real, but the human as well as animal ghost disappeared right before their eyes.
The Pony Express hasn’t carried mail across the United States since the mid-1800’s, but the Hollenberg Station in Kansas is known for ghostly horse hooves still galloping by. This is not the only report of animal ghosts being heard. A cliff in Texas was a sight where cattle stampeded over it unto their death in the latter 1880’s. Today, this same sight in Texas is known as Stampede Mesa, where the hooves of unseen animals can still be heard stampeding.
Dogs have been known to keep pretty good watch over people, and some have even been heard as ghosts, still growling threats to those who come too near. One such account is of a Bull Terrier named Sallie who was a Union Army mascot at Gettysburg. Many believe they still hear her growl, as she keeps watch over fallen soldiers. In another story about animal ghosts, the famous Tower of London formerly housed exotic, wild animals. A guard in 1815 reported seeing a bear walk through a doorway. Spooked, the man attempted to use his bayonet on the creature, but the blade passed right through the bear ghost!
Even the United States Capitol building today is said to be haunted by the ghost of a cat. It has been described as having glowing eyes, and emerges out of the shadows to unsuspecting people. Legend has it that the ghost cat appears before major national disasters. The cat’s name is D.C., and was seen before the stock market crash of 1929, and the assassination of President Kennedy in 1963.
Though animal ghosts have been witnessed, what is interesting is how they often continue some form of routine. For example, ghosts of horses have been seen throwing their riders; some animal ghosts have been seen re-living tragedies most likely tied to their deaths; shadowy images of animals crossing roads have been seen at night; and ghost cats have been heard purring and sleeping on beds, leaving their impression on the bed covers.
Source: http://angelsghosts.com/animal_ghosts
You don’t know how strangely comforting your writing is on this subject. Yesterday I had to put down my twenty year old cat and I’m been crying off and on since. I’ve been praying that I would know he was okay on the other side. About an hour ago I took off my Ipod I’d been playing, locked it so it wouldn’t use battery life. It kept coming on, right on my favorite song even if it was locked. Did it about a dozen times. That song was nowhere near the songs I was listening to on my Ipod. I’ve sung that song a million times, it’s comforting. I have to believe my kitty is near and turning on my favorite song. My Ipod has never done anything like this before. Oh God, now I sound like a crazy cat lady.
When my cocketial passed from old age for about six months after we who hear the same tapping sounds he used to make on one of the lamps. We did nothing to the lamp before or after, it was a place he used to perch and the sounds were something he would make. I’ve always thought he was visiting us to let us know he was alright.
I’m terribly sorry to hear of your loss. Unfortunately, most pet owners have to go through the stress and loss of their loved ones at one time or another. I’ve had a number of pets in the past that have died and on a couple of occasions I’ve felt them coming to say goodbye or occasionaly popping in to say ”I’m still here with you”. It’s a little reassuring and can sometime help with the grieving process but nonetheless, it always hurts.
My beloved 17 yr old Maltese passed away after fighting cancer with me for 3 months on 25 October 2015. He died of heart attack and it was so sudden as I just petted him 5 hrs ago. He looked up at me as per normal. Part of me is gone with him and I cry myself to sleep and wake up in tears every morning. How I wish I could hold him one more time to tell him I’m sorry that I wasn’t with him when he passed on. He’s now resting at my mom’s place as he was staying there all his life. I would visit and talk to him holding his urn every night hoping that I will get a sign from him that he is alright at the other side. I want him to know that I love him so much. Till now I have not gotten any sign from him. I’m devastated. 🙁
Roxy I am so sad for you and the loss of you precious doggie. Has your beloved friend appeared in a dream since he passed away? My dog died of cancer not long ago too.
Hello Valerie, I am truly sorry for your lose as it is so uncalled for! No matter what, we will still feel the heart ache when our furbabies leave us. It had been 6 months since Twinkle passed on and I’m still hoping to catch a glimpse of him somewhere. I’ve only dreamt of him sitting on my lap while I stroke him on his head, it felt so real and his head was hard. I can’t control my tears when I woke up, even when I’m typing this I’m tearing too… too heart wrenching…
My cat passed away 3 weeks ago i still hear her meows all the time and have had adream about seeing her does that mean shes still in this house with me?
Roxy, don’t give up hope. My gorgeous Radley died on 1 December 2015. Our wedding anniversary. It was the most traumatic thing I’ve ever been through. I prayed to my dad to look after him and I just hoped I would see him again. I thought it would never happen but it did. He walked past me in the bedroom. And then last week I saw him again. My husband who doesn’t believe in anything has also seen him.
Hello Caroline, do you know it is extremely encouraging when I read your reply? I know we cannot compare how devastated each of us are as we all go through the same level of pain when we lose our furbabies. Thank you so much for letting me know, I have a glimpse of hope now to be able to meet Twinkle again! I will not give up!
Hi my name is tina .I lost my cat 2 days ago .she fell to her death from a nine story belcony my husband and I are having such a hard time dealing with this .the mornings are worst for me I done a beautiful picture colage in memory of her today and I don’t want to hurt anymore I know accidents happen but this was tragic she was 4 years old and I love to see her again or even feel her near is it too soon for her to visit us?
I just lost my Maltese Mia almost two weeks ago ! She had cancer of the spleen and it happened so fast ‘ she was in my last fe 6 years as she was a rescue but the truth is she rescued me ‘ I love her more than I can say and I’m retired army and I cry everyday ! I can’t imagine the afterlife without my little angel ! You and your puppy are in my prayers
Hi Jim.
I’m so sad reading of your loss of your darling angel.
My dog Jessie(ridgeback x Labrador) died from rupture of spleen it was sudden and unexpected she died in my arms whilst I was in a hysterical panic trying to get her into the car on my own I was exhausted from the sudden overwhelm of the trauma I had to run over road and scream to get the guys to help me and I raced her only 3 minutes drive to vet down n across the road but it was too late the vets raced out and grabbed her from car tried to resuscitate her but she was gone.
Then I and my mother grieved inconsoluble…..and poor benny who was Jessie’s husband(Rock!) American pit bull x neopolitan mastiff pussycat went downhill himself shortly after due to inoperable tumours but we also know he probably also died from a broken heart too and I found Jess as a 13 month old dumped abandoned puppy down lake gnangara Western Australia and I put her in the car took her under my wing and cared and loved her for 9 years and introduced benny her soulmate to her at the age of 3…..such a horrible time as I live with my mother who has lived with these dogs too and we are both so flat miserable lost and depressed it’s awful.
It’s more difficult when your sensitive and feel closer to dogs than you do people.
I will never own or love 2 dogs….even 1 dog the same ever.
I think these dogs weren’t just any types of dogs they were special I have never felt what it feels like to be loved so much by anything ever
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For some reason I’ve had that snowman song stuck in my head since this morning and I’ve just thought of it and I’m crying now because it’s making me think of my dogs.
I am recently lost my cat two days ago never been so devastated in my life honestly the hardest thing I’ve ever had to endure knowing that he was in pain and suffering for a couple weeks and the doctor said to give him three weeks for his phenobarbital for seizures to be fully in his system and in that time I just watched him get slower and sad he looked at me with his eyes and told me he was not well and I am taking him to the doctor to get checked his vitals signs and they said to wait and she never listen to his lungs are heartbeat he had suffered from suffocation and had a brutal violent death and my son was there and I was away for a night not able to get to him and then trying to be sensitive him and water fluid came out of his mouth I think the guilt of knowing that I should have taken him in the week before is killing me at this site is helping me and I’m hoping that he will be here with me he went to a Trumatic experience so it may take him longer i’m talking into my phone so I may be rambling I’m just deeply depressed and this is by far The hardest knowing what he endured this site will help me heal and move on and leave and I’ll be looking for my Skyler
Hi Jim, so sorry for your loss. Sammy our beloved siberian husky has just passed away two days ago. She was 11 years old. It hurt my wife and me so much as we adopted her from an irresponsible neighbour who wanted to get rid of her since she was 8 months old. We will never forget the great happiness she had brought to our hone. Now we just have to take better care of her two canine friends
Hello Jim sorry for your loss .we just lost our two babies two beautiful german shepherds yunni and samba within a year ,my wife and myself we just can’t accept such loss .we have heard samba crying a couple of times we didn’t get scared on the contrary we just cry I hope we can meet again .
Ik how you feel ! I also am devastated my little Pom Shana passed last Wednesday I also am waiting for a sign I cry work no sleep or food greatest loss of my life in 45 yrs sorry for your loss we only have rainbow bridge to give us hope
My gentle dog died in my arms on ash Wednesday. He was 16 years old and I feel so lucky to have him for that long. I miss him so much and I can’t stop crycrying. Too much pain. I have lost the will to live and planning to join him. Sooner the better.
Cyberlucky
I have been where you are and sometimes still am. This pain is just so hard to bear. But then I look at all the tragedies on the news and closer to home – like a friend who had to switch off the life support machine for her 3 year old. I can’t imagine how people get through these things but they do. There are people who need us in their lives – other dogs too. When you are ready, honour your dog’s memory by saving another from a life of misery. There was another poster further up offering help. Find some grief counselling. Meanwhile let it all out. I have cried in front of complete strangers. I cry everywhere and I am crying now. When people stop asking because ‘it is just a dog’ and we are expected to get over it, go to dog forums and to places like this. They will understand. One day I hope not to cry – at least not so much.
It’s been 4 months to the day today & to the actual minute just 8 mins ago, & I spoke to my Bonnie, played a video & sobbed my heart out, then I unknowingly directed myself somehow again to this site in my email & I’m writing this… 4 months has passed & my grief & missing my B still consumes me everyday not a day has gone by when I’ve not thought about her all day… no distraction overpowers my grief… But it’s comforting… I don’t want to spend a day without thinking of her… Ever
I believe Bonnie has tried to communicate with me… definitely on one occasion… I’ve obviously had dreams… but how amazing would it be to definitely know they was there continuing to be our shadow… I make sure I take her everywhere with me… I don’t leave the house without Bonnie’s pillow & ashes… Bonnie’s pillow has actually just come back from a 13 hour flight from London to Indonesia & back ! I will not go anywhere without her…
Similar to Cyberlucky… For years even before Bonnie became ill, I often thought (during my daily anxiety attacks about losing her one day) That I would pass soon after… I know it sounds extreme… but the love & bond was just too strong… Our lives were completely dedicated to each other… Now she is gone… So I fully understand
We’ve all lost the loves of our lives, but we must try to be happy again…
Bonnie is part of me & will always be there every day… no matter what
Love & strength to us all xx
Your post brought tears to me as this was exactly how I felt a year ago when Twinkle left us after 17 years, can totally understand how you feel… trust me, it can get a little better as time goes by but we WILL NEVER forget them. I still think of Twinkle now and then but had to hold back my tears when I’m in the public.It is still difficult… all of us here are with you. Please stay strong!
Like all here, on January 4, 2017, I had no choice but to let my cat, best friend, but most importantly, soul mate go on the operating table, having rushed him to the vet over a fever to discover he had a large tumor already overtaking his pancreas, abdominal wall, with a serious infection and ruptured intestine, yet the night prior and all nights just as the years; had been playing, went outside with me, mommy, on his leash. At the hospital for 3 days first, prior to attempted surgery when they discovered all this horror he never once shed a symptom for, I spend hours at the clinic brushing him until the final day prior to surgery when I returned him to his cage, he hung his head down while looking up at me as though to say I’m sorry mommy; I said I love you my good boy, and turned sobbing as I left him for the last time. Murphy was not a cat, but a soul in a cats body. I say this because he was literally by my side every minute of 14 years, he called for me at bedtime, he walked with my outside, but he always looked up into my eyes before taking a step as though reading my mind and I as a sensitive, able to read; that is feel his. It was as though we two spend out days on a completely different level no one else was able to see or understand, although they did notice is was unusual; our relationship. Since my Murphy passed, me in a terrible state of grief, I tell you that yes, there are imprints on the beds he frequented, after I every day straighten them out. A feather I purposely placed on one side of my bedroom on the other side with his toys upon waking one morning. I can also tell you I hear him sometimes still, though very faint and not every day; but especially days I don’t feel very well with all my back problems. Strange as this will sound, I hear him speaking to me; not in meows but in thought, as though trying to comfort me through all this aching sadness. As a sensitive I have always had a knack to feel the energy of animals, people as well, but animals far more deeply. I assure you that they do continue alive and deceased with a sixth sense, able to feel, see, hear, and know much more than we ever will. So to all the grieving, listen, look, and close your eyes with a candle burning, and in silence; speak to your lost loved little partner; for whosoever is close to you in life remains so in death; in spirit. My love and deep sympathy to all and to Andrew, I enjoy your show very much. xo 🙂
Hi Karen, thank you for sharing your heartwarming experience with me… even though 1 year had passed, there has not been a day I’ve gone through without thinking of my lovely boy. So far I’ve not been lucky enough to sense him being around me as I am definitely not the sensitive kind. Only dreamt of him on my lap once, it felt so so real as I stroke his head. It felt hard and I woke up with tears in my eyes… that is the only encounter I had with him since he crossed the rainbow bridge… I’m still looking forward to meet him…
Lori
I too am suffering but this time because I euthanised my beloved elderly collie at a time when she was suffering and death seemed near. She was lying there out of it but she tried to get up when the sedation started taking effect. I am tormented by this. Too often, it seems guilt comes if you do and guilt comes if you don’t. I hope this advice will bring us both healing.
http://www.pet-loss.net/guilt.shtml
Dearest Roxy,
Thank you so much for acknowledging my post, & sorry for my delay in thanking you, I kept meaning to address you much earlier!! ! It really does mean alot when you get a comment back, because this is such a tender & personal issue in our lives… I notice that you take your time to comment to most people, so I really do commend you for helping to make people feel better & supported… THANK YOU…
I still cry for my Bonnie everyday… I still so miss the life that we had together & I’d trade anything to have it back… I’m 40 years old now! & I’m not married & I have no kids… I would’ve happily spent the rest of my life it being just me & B… I didn’t need anyone else… She was my true love & the one thing that made me smile & for her I did anything… I know I have to move on, but in my heart I never will… I live in hope & I pray, wish & dream that one day I see her again…
I read one of your earlier posts & you mentioned something that I myself have lived by & what I personally discovered from my loving Bonnie… that because of our love & Bonnie’s passing, I am now not scared of death, because when my time comes I won’t be afraid because I’ll see her & she’ll be waiting for me… When I read your earlier post & version of this, I really did think that me & you are quite similar….; )
Thanks Roxy… Bless you & your darling Twinkles soul too
Much love from Sam & Bonnie XX
Dearest Sam and Bonnie, so glad to hear from you! Yes I do try my best to send replies, as I went through the same trauma, I realize that getting replies back from other users are really comforting. Especially when you read a comment that is similar to your situation! I’m really honoured to be able to make a small difference in your life during this difficult time, I believe it must have been fate, or rather Bonnie wanted me to drop you a reply to say hello? I’m still in pain with Twinkle’s demise, but really, thank you as well for blessing both of us. I can understand how you feel as I do not have kids as well, Twinkle is just like my baby. Always happy to chat and just remember we are all here for each other! Do take good care of yourself and stay strong, as this is what darling Bonnie would like you to do. 🙂
Hi Karen, I am deeply sorry for having lost your “soul pet”. I adore cats, always did. My “Beloved Boudreaux” whom I also considered my “soul pet” suddenly died on April 3rd, 2016- he was everything to me, my medicine, comforter, protector, my shadow- meant the world to me. I haven’t stopped crying since, also, since Boudreaux’s passing four of my “Feline Family” just disappeared. The raw emotions I feel are indescribable. The thought of my cats just vanishing spooks me to no end- it is a horrible feeling. My pets who are no longer with me, but will always be in my heart we’re Daisy, Lil’ Bit, T’Noir and Breaux-as a matter of fact Breaux gave birth on April 21st, litter of four. As I mentioned earlier about loving and being crazy for cats I myself is anything but crazy- I tell you this because I have been affected big time and over seven years now by the paranormal..I’ve been shouting from the roof tops begging for help and support but all falls on deaf ears. I will never ever understand why others come to their own conclusions and label and judge me as a sick and crazy person. I am alone in my “paranormal world” and it is horrifying. l often think to myself, if these spirits, entities, shadow people and what have you is some how related to my having suffering the loss of my pets.
What a beautiful post. I too am a sensitive and have been all my life, animals I feel safe with and they often bless me with hearing their thoughts. I lost my heart kitty 6 weeks ago. Bratty was a handsome blue point Siamese. He came to me in a dream surrounded by a clear blue sky and surrounded by all the kitties I had before him. He let me know he was finally well and out of pain and that he loved me and would be greeting me when my time came. I have experienced these dreams many times when beloved pets of my heart have passed.I also have experienced my goodbye dreams as I call them with a few people in my life who I loved and who have passed. He and I were very much alike and adored each other. He played and yowled throughout our home, loved walking on a leash wearing his favorite t-shirt or sweater and greeting his public! I miss him but I am so grateful for his brother, who is a seal point Siamese who also has my heart. Pup, his brother is called Pup as he greets me at the door and shows me his belly for a good rub! Pup looked after Bratty and often kept him out of trouble, pulling him away from things and chattering at him. I am so grateful for Pup, he is my love but he often sits alone on his chair in the living room and I know he is missing his little brother. We are making it together but we miss him so badly. Bratty stills visits, hopping on the bed or moving his toys.I understand what everyone is going through. They take a piece of our hearts but I am grateful for the times we had. Blessings to all.
My loving girl Dixie passed away on the 7/6/16 she was 10 and i cried when i head we were going to put her down we think it was because she had spline canser but no vet could tell. We watched as the vet put her down and i could not hold my tears back. One thinge i will never forget about it was just before she passed away she looked up at me with the saddest face i have ever seen like she know what was happening. Seens then i have woken up and tears would just slid down my face for no reason when i yawn my eyes fill up with tears. I have seen, felt and heard her seens then she has always be beside me. And only tonight i heard her claws on the tiles. There has also been this cat hanging around and i have no idea why. She lays beside me as i sleep her body imprinted in the bed and when i told my best fiend at school about her being with me she felt fur in her fingers fur that felt like Dixie’s but nothing was there.
I can relate to what you are saying.
Quite a few years ago. I lost 2 cats months apart.
Butterscoth had Diabetes. Rusty had an inoperable
Cancer. I think it was that, a melanoma I think. Anyway.
I was in a cab on my way to get a bite to eat. I remember
That from my exiting the cab and going to eat at my place
Of choice. I swear to God. I felt Rusty’s presence, honestly.
I felt something, it was as if he was trying to tell me something.
I have a guess that it could have been him telling me he’s ok and
Not to feel bad, to this day it just makes me wonder if he wasen’t ready to
Die yet. I hope that what I shared is helping anyone grieving a pet loss feels
A bit better!
Roxy, that dream, so real you could literally feel him there, I would take as a message to you, from your good boy, that he is okay….still with you. xoxo 🙂 I miss my boy too….so much, so much. Big hug to you.
P.S. I think we all can be sensitives as I truly believe it is nothing more than the nurturing of the instincts we were born with, that this (selfish) world immediately works to destroy. Spend time alone, in or by nature, feel the energy given off by the trees and plants. Put your hands on either side, 2 or so inches from the trunk; remain there until you begin to feel energy…warmth is energy. In your home, sit quietly with candles, think only of asking your mind to recover and to nurture original power of instinct. Over time, you will learn to sense things, feel things, know things far more deeply …..again. 🙂
Thank you once again Karen, its really comforting to hear from you. I guess I will try it out to quieten down my mind. I totally agree with you that we’re all probably immersed in this “selfish” world and we became less sensitive and not aware of our surrounding, hence finding it difficult or event unable to communicate or connect with our dead loved pets. Well said Karen…
Roxy, that dream, so real you could literally feel him there, I would take as a message to you, from your good boy, that he is okay….still with you. xoxo 🙂 I miss my boy too….so much, so much. Big hug to you.
P.S. I think we all can be sensitives as I truly believe it is nothing more than the nurturing of the instincts we were born with, that this (selfish) world immediately works to destroy. Spend time alone, in or by nature, feel the energy given off by the trees and plants. Put your hands on either side, 2 or so inches from the trunk; remain there until you begin to feel energy…warmth is energy. In your home, sit quietly with candles, think only of asking your mind to recover and to nurture original power of instinct. Over time, you will learn to sense things, feel things, know things far more deeply …..again. 🙂
Reading this site is a little comforting. I parted with my baby boy, an 18 year old handsome cat I brought over from Germany. Basel grew up with me- he relied on me and I relied on him. For many years it was just him and I. He became ill with diabetes and kidney failure, and ultimately it was the kidney failure that claimed him. I am thankful that I had several days to pamper and comfort that baby before he parted from me. Before I had to take him in I sat quietly in the sun with him wrapped in a blanket in my arms as I rocked him as he slept, his nose twitching as he took in the wonderful outdoor smells. His body was so frail and I knew he was suffering. I didn’t want to let go of him, but it wasn’t about me anymore. When he fell asleep in my arms for the last time on 7 Feb 2017 at 1330, I felt my soul die. A piece of me died with my beautiful boy. I carry his little mouse with me and I haven’t put his blanket down. I weep terribly and am going insane with the thought of where he is. I have not felt him and so long for the experiences that others have described here. He was privately cremated and I should get his cremains on Monday. Perhaps when My baby boy is back at home I will feel his presence. I pray I do, I need to. This emptiness in my soul and the physical manifestation of a broken heart is unbearable. He was / is my life.
I cried when I read what you wrote ‘ my Maltese Mia passed away in may from pancreatic cancer and I had her everyday for six years . I rescued her and from the moment I did it was like a new learning experience for both of us as she didn’t know how to play, ho for walks , bark or even feel love . As we bonded in which seemed only a week we were inseparable and when I came home from work she was always there , looking at me with those eyes and just so thankful that daddy brought her home and saved her , but she saved me and now I’m empty. I cry a lot and think of her everyday. I pray she waits for me on the other side. The day she passed I saw a rainbow and I can say it was the hardest thing I had ever done even worse than my career in the army ! Thanks for your story ,
Andrew, my German Shepherd Fimo (who I’ve written about several times in this blog) passed on Jan. 10, 2017. I had to have him PTS, because he had that dreadful disease Degenerative Myelopathy. His back legs went first, then his front. He was 2 months shy of turning 13. I was not there when I had this done, I could not see my best friend, my son (I’m single with no kids or boyfriend), the absolute love of my life who kept me going through the good and bad times. He was the best dog I’ve ever owned, and he and I had a bond from the start, the day I purchased him from a breeder. We spent 12 1/2 years together having so much fun, he was super protective of me, and loved me so deeply. He has come back many, many times. The first time he came back, I felt a presence in my living room. I had two other Shepherds at the time, my older dog “LR” and a new puppy I had just purchased who I ended up selling to someone else, as she was VERY alpha and totally destructive. I have health problems, and just could not handle her attitude. She was the exact opposite of Fimo. Fimo was very loving, calm, SUPER intelligent (I always thought he was part human, he was so smart). He talked to me via telepathy, saying “You have 3 dogs now” and then the presence went away. My other 2 dogs didn’t seem like anything was there, he was speaking directly to me.
Shortly after that, my Mom who shares a rental house with me went to the front door to go outside to smoke, and felt a presence outside. She opened the door and saw Fimo walking up the walkway to the front porch. She’s 71 years old and thought she had died and was now seeing Fimo, then he just disappeared. It’s like he wanted her to see him. Then after that, my dog LR was in the back yard, my Mom was watching him through the window, and saw him just sit down, look up at the sky, as if he was listening to someone. He’s NEVER done this before. I believe Fimo was communicating with him as well, because since then he’s been more protective of me, and barking quite a bit at the door when he hears something outside, exactly like Fimo used to do.
Fimo LOVED his food, I used to call him “Wolfgang Puck” because he enjoyed food so much. Now LR eats like Fimo. We have heard toenails clicking on the kitchen floor, when LR was not there, the bathroom door when shut opens, and we hear weird noises in the night. One night I woke up to a loud crash in the living room, like Fimo ran into the glass coffee table, but nothing was disturbed. Then I heard a weird noise in my room, like a clicking noise, over and over again. I’ve never heard this noise before, I’m sure Fimo was in my room. Also one time he came into my room and said again via telepathy, “I’m here”.
I just got out of the hospital on Feb. 3rd due to a violent viral flu, and then on Sunday in my office, my Mom was at the computer, and all of a sudden a shelf shifted on my CD rack and all the CD’s fell down. Scared my Mom to death. Then the bathroom door was shut, and it literally flew open. Fimo seemed upset, I’m sure he knew I was in the hospital (I was taken by ambulance, I could not stop vomiting). Then yesterday I was standing at the back door, waiting for LR to go potty, and the door wasn’t completely shut because LR will open the back door (but he NEVER opens the bathroom door, Fimo always did that when he was alive) and all of a sudden the back door opened by itself. There was no wind, so I knew Fimo was back again. So that night I tried the bathroom door trick again, to see if it would open in the middle of the night. Sure enough, my Mom gets up to use the bathroom at 4AM, and the bathroom door was open again.
The problem is now, I can’t see or feel Fimo anymore. I talk to him every day, asking him to talk to me, that I can hear him, but nothing. I don’t know when he’s here or not, only by the signs of the doors opening or CD’s flying off the shelf, etc. It’s been over a year since he passed, but he always seems to know what is going on with me. I’m having problems at work, I work for a terrible company that outsources IT personnel to hospitals, and the client executive is always on my case, blaming me for something I did wrong which really wasn’t a big issue, but they make it a big issue. I’m afraid I’m going to be fired, and with my severe spinal and knee issues, it is very difficult to find another position, as I cannot sit very long. The only good thing about this horrific company is they will let me work from home.
Anyway, I’ve written a novel here, but just wanted to tell you and everyone else that reads this post that my dog is still coming back. I think it’s the extreme love and bond with had with each other. I’ve owned dogs since 1990, and I’ve never had a dog as wonderful as Fimo. I cry every single day because I miss him so much. I never believed in this stuff, I’ve been an atheist all my life, but he has changed me so much. I know that we really don’t die, we just go to another place, and when I die I will be reunited with him and the rest of my family and friends who have passed during the 50 years of my life.
My cat ran away, but it drove us nuts because we heard him in the house. Not just one person at a time imagining the sounds he made, but all of us at once. It would get us running to the door or room where we heard him. About 2 weeks after he disappeared we got word from a neighbor that he had been killed by a car weeks earlier and taken away. We were all sure we heard him. This went on for months and eventually stopped, but occasionally I feel him when I go to bed and think he is one of my other pets, but they are not in the room.
Hello Jim, totally feel you, how I wish they could have a longer lifespan so we can love them more. I agree with you too that our pets are always teaching us, it is only after Twinkle left then I started being more sensitive to animals’ feelings. In fact I turned vegetarian and stopped eating meat in honor of him. Don’t know why but I just thought I should do that. Twinkle’s death anniversary is coming this 25Oct and I’m feeling sad again…
My 9 year old labrador Cody had to be put to sleep 4th Feb this year. It was the worst experience. I love him so much and miss him terribly. Is it wrong of me to feel worse when I see animals dead in the road than I do when I see humans?
I sit in front of my PC and I can just feel his head on my lap.
Before my little Aubie passed. When he would walk around the house his caller would make a gingling sound. He’s passed on now. But some times I still hear the sounds of his caller as if he’s still walking around.
I am Native American extremely traditional so we believe in spirit ( they are invited to our cerimonies). I lost my dog who was like my shadow, followed me everywhere, I would even sneak out to my car to grab something while he slept so as not to disturb him, but he would be waiting for as if to say ” where were you going without me” his ears half cocked. We had had a fire that started next door that spilled over to our side so we ended up loosing 75% of our belongings, but nothing compared to. Loosing “Buddy” 2 days after the fire he collapsed after going to the bathroom, my family and I were placed by the red cross in a hotel. We rushed him to the vet and they said he had something toxic in his system (his gums was red with what looked like a rash or spots on his gums) something toxic Dr. said could be from smock or insulation burning. The vet said we could have left him overnight with them, I asked if someone would be there, they said no, I took him home so we could sit with him all night, the vet had given him meds so we wanted to see if we could flush his system. By 10 that evening we had taken him out to go to the bathroom but he collapsed and it seemed he couldn’t stand, as we rushed him (driving 80 mph) he screamed louder and louder all they while our hearts were breaking. We had called the vet and she could hear him screaming in the background, I told her I didn’t think he would come back from this, so she said she would open up her office and meet us there. Finally we came to the vet, my husband carried “buddy” the vet said from just hours earlier his vitals were dropping , she said she though he had had a st rock and he went blind in a matter of hours, we all knew we came to put him down. As the Dr. was preparing the syringe, me, my husband and our 3 children all touched and held a part of him, I wrapped my arms around his neck and I spoke softly in his ear, whispered I loved him over and over, I sang this little song I made up “Who’s the bestest bestest doggie in the world, who’s the bestest bestest doggie in the world” it helped I think because his whimpers got softer ( when he would get shots or was in pain from some surgery he only needed to look at me or hear my voice). The vet gave him his injection as we all held him I never cried so hard, even the vet did too. She had made a print of his paws and cut some hair, I carried in my lap on the way back to the hotel, it was the longest and safest ride ever. I had been thinking “how would he find us?”. Later the next day as I was walking into my children’s room that joins with mine and my husbands, my children all sat up at once as excitedly said “did you hear that?” I said “what?!” They said “we heard buddy’s collar jingling and also heard his ears flap as he shook his head. I was surprised, they had all heard that it had happened right behind me as I walked in there room?! Did I feel something lean against my leg?! That night while sitting on the hotel bed (mine) I was thinking of my dog, when all of a sudden, I heard scratching on the carpet floor! I was so shocked. Buddy would do that just before he would lay down! I ran to tell my kids, they said they heard it on different occasions, I told my husband who only was half listening anyway. A few days later we were put into a apartment temporarily, I was worried my dog’s spirit couldn’t find us. While fixing dinner, we all heard a scratching at the front door, when I ran to the door there was nothing there, but it was raining and I could see footprints of a dogs paws, excitedly I said “come on in Buddy”! , I even ran to take a picture of the prints on the floor in front of the front door and compared it to the copy of his prints the vet did after he died and they were a exact match! The first night there at the temp apartment, my husband was the first to go to bed as he had to work early the next day, so it was just me and the kids watching tv when all of a sudden my husband came running out of the room and shouted “I heard him! Buddy! He was scratching on the carpet at the end of the bed!” Like he did every night when he came to our room right before he laid down to sleep. So we all got to hear him, it went on like that for 5 days, we either heard him or felt him, it was like he was a solid dog but invisible. I thought “I could live with this” he would still be here with me and my family. On the 5th day, it got quiet, I could hear him only faintly, I was concerned, “what did this mean?” when I looked at the calander I could see the date was circled, “Buddy’s cremation” my heart sank, was this why his presence was so faint? Because the vet had already cremated his remains?! I could tell you to the hour when they did it because it was so faint. As time went on we would still call out to him, pause before we shut the door behind us. I can still hear him every now and again, usually it was if he got startled he’d growl and huff, or a loud noise on tv he’d growl a little, and I’d smile “oh Buddy”!
That is such a heart warming story. My beautiful Richie passed on in my arms one month ago tomorrow, at the age of 20, and he too was cremated about 5 days after his death. I have heard him meow in his peculiar way from the sun deck in the next room where he liked to sit. I miss him every day but I know that he is ok, he was a very blessed creature with luck from above, nothing bad could ever happen to him. He was my angel.
That is so so heartbreakingly sad you must be hurting inside so much I am so sorry you have had to go through this.
My deepest heartfelt sympathy to you and your family.
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Thank you for sharing your story. My Yorkie Forrest and his sister both jumped out of the gate at the house into the streets and go hit by a car. I ran after them chasing him down several busy streets screaming and calling their names desperately. He got hit by a car and I saw him die in pain. This happened only 3 days ago and it was on their birthday. Forrest is only 6 years old. I can’t stop crying and I am still in shock. I try to look for signs and hope he can enter my dreams. I worry he can’t find his way home. He grew up at my husband’s family’s house and we recently moved to our own home and only take the twins with us on weekends because my toddler cries when I walk them or leave the house. I’m depressed and I felt so helpless. The scenario of what happened plays over and over in my head like a bad record. It all happened so fast. After he got hit by the car I didn’t even have a chance to stop because his sister was still running. I picked up his lifeless body and continued chasing her. I was only able to save one dog. I can never forgive myself for not being able to rush to his side fast enough to save him. I had the twins since they were born. I found this site last night when I was desperately looking for answers and wishing to connect with my beloved Forrest. He was my favorite of all the dogs I ever had. I can’t seem to be myself and go about. All I want to do is cry in my pillow. I am desperately searching for a sign, Any sign.
I too had a loving pet that I had to put down after 14 wonderful years together. I was so grief stricken, every night I’d pray not knowing if he was ok. Almost 90 days passed and I received his answer. I wrote it down. He said I’m fine and we will be together again and not to be sad. That has brought me much relief but I still miss him and a tear fills my eye. I know he is with me every day and night, always by my side.
Chris
Hello Chris… is this true?? After almost a year of nursing my girl… my best friend… my companion… My Bonnie… On Nov 9th at 11:38am she took her last breath laying on my chest… She was 18 & she was my everything…I’m obviously grieving terribly… I was only close to her, it was just me & her always. I believe that our bond was that strong that she will follow me or visit me, or let me know she is there. At the moment, I’m still pretending she is here, I’m talking to her like usual… I carry her pillow with me everywhere & a small pouch of her ashes… I read these stories & they give me hope that my girl will appear & let me know she’ll always be with me… please tell me I’m not being silly…
The stories here are amazing
Thank you
Samantha
Samantha,
I lost my 17 year old Oreo, on April 4th, 2016. He was my angel, and I miss him more than I can tell you. He had been sickly for about six months before I decided it was time for him to cross the rainbow bridge…Some days I cry so hard, I can barely see. I miss him so much, I feel like I am missing part of myself. I wait for it to get easier, and some days it is. Today, while standing in the kitchen getting some things ready for Christmas, I felt something brush up against my ankle. I looked down, thinking it was my other pup, Cody…..but it wasn’t. I know that it was Oreo telling me not to forget that he would be here for Christmas, too. So, just wait…Bonnie will visit in her own time….No, you are not silly!! You are a wonderful fur baby mom!!
Mary Marin… what a wonderful lady you are…
It’s Christmas day as I read this & your message almost feels like a present…it really does mean alot… To date it hasn’t become easier, I’m missing Bonnie more & more… I cry everyday & I speak to her all the time… I’m completely isolating myself too, so I’m struggling with moving on & it’s still going to be some time before I can… She was the biggest love of my life… Yes a dog… not a man, not a family member… It was her… Bonnie taught me the meaning of true love & all I can do is hope, pray & dream that one day I will see her again… My life companion, My best friend… My sweet Love… My “B”
Thank you so much for your kind & thoughtful words… You’re special lady… & I hope you have a magical Christmas xx
No-one understands or quite frankly cares, so
Mary Marin… what a wonderful lady you are…
It’s Christmas day as I read this & your message almost feels like a present…it really does mean alot… To date it hasn’t become easier, I’m missing Bonnie more & more… I cry everyday & I speak to her all the time… I’m completely isolating myself too, so I’m struggling with moving on & it’s still going to be some time before I can… She was the biggest love of my life… Yes a dog… not a man, not a family member… It was her… Bonnie taught me the meaning of true love & all I can do is hope, pray & dream that one day I will see her again… My life companion, My best friend… My sweet Love… My “B”
Thank you so much for your kind & thoughtful words… You’re special lady… & I hope you have a magical Christmas xx
Please ignore the last stand alone line in my reply…
No-one understands or quite frankly cares, so…
I removed it from my text as I felt I was getting a bit too emotional! So please ignore… Or please if the moderator could remove for me….; )
our greyhound prince was sent to sleep yesterday after the vet said he had a brain tumour he was our little man and I want him back im so sad.he was 7.
David, so sorry about the loss of your beloved pet…..it is very difficult and takes a long time to start to heal from the grieving process. I still grieve my Oreo after eight months. Not a day goes by that I don’t wish he was still with me. Give yourself time, and I wish for you a healing heart.
Totally agree… no matter how old they are when they leave us, they’ll always be dear to our hearts. My 17yr old Maltese left us a year ago and my heart still aches for him. It definitely got better as time passes and I’m really grateful for this forum. Do know and take comfort that you are not alone and that we are all here for you to support emotionally. Much Love~
I lost my beautiful girl Noodle on 6 January at 1.30pm. She drowned in her own vomit after pulling through major surgery the day before. I was with her at 10.00 the morning of the 6th. I wish I had stayed with her but I thought she would be better without the excitement of me being there. What a stupid stupid stupid thing to do. She had had a ruptured urethra and had urine backing up her kidneys. She had gone into kidney failure and the vet said it was not worth trying to save her. I rushed her to another hospital and that vet found a hole in her urethra. He agreed to operate to close it and drain the urine in her bladder and stomach. She recovered the next day, with her kidneys showing normal function. But she was paralyzed in her legs. When I got there she showed movement in all her legs and tried to greet me. Her eyes which had been completely bloodshot were clear. She seemed so agitated that I thought it best to leave her to recover a little longer. Two hours later the vet phoned to say she had vomited and aspirated the vomit into her lungs. They tried to revive her but she had gone. I am shattered. If only I had stayed with her. What a stupid stupid stupid decision. I miss her so so much. She was my life. I am desperate to tell her how much I loved her and how much I miss her and how much I hope to see her again
You must not blame yourself too harshly. You loved your Noodle and took her not to one but to two vets to get her treated. You acted with love and concern throughout.
Even if you had stayed with her after the operation, the same event would have happened – and Noodle would have had to face not only the same medical trauma, but also watching the panic and distress on your face. It might have even been worse for her if you had been present.
So please do not blame yourself. You acted lovingly, out of the right motives.
Be assured that Noodle has just passed to another dimension. She has not gone forever and you will be reunited later. You are welcome to contact me via my website if you feel in need of support at this difficult time (details are visible if you click on my name). Blessings to you and dear Noodle.
Duncan, I am so sorry for your loss. I understand how you feel about the choices you made. I go over all of the choices I made and didn’t make so many times in my mind, that sometimes I make myself crazy….I am always telling myself that I should have done this, shouldn’t have done that….and so on and so on. Bottom line, we did what we thought was the best for our pets at the time. I know it doesn’t make us feel better, but we loved our pets and did the best we could. I hope that the days that go by will give you strength and closure….
Samantha,
I am happy to know that my email brought you some comfort….and I understand. I feel that the relationships we have with our fur babies is a very special one, that many people can’t or don’t have the capacity to understand. It is going to take some time for you to start to feel better. It is especially difficult during the holidays. As I said before, there are times that I really cry so hard that I can’t see… and it is hard for me to discuss this with most people, as they do not understand how we feel about our pets. But, Samantha, we have to move forward, and give ourselves a chance to live on. Just know that I am sure there are many others like us, grieving. And, there are many others that do really care. Please take care of yourself, and be kind to yourself.
I had to put down a kitten that I rescued only two days after finding her because she was paralyzed and losing internal organ function. I had such a spiritual connection with this precious soul. I cried for at least 12 hours before finally being able to sleep that night. When I finally decided my eyes were too tired to cry for the day, I felt soft purrs in place of my heartbeat as I fell asleep. I knew immediately it was her. It was so comforting and was pure love. Despite her injuries, the kitten would purr as soon as anyone entered her living area. She had a soul, I know that. The next morning, a sweet butterfly landed on my arm and stayed for a while. I truly believe it was her, showing me that now she was happy and didn’t need legs to be healthy anymore. She is still with me. When I’m sad, I still feel that gentle purr in my heart.
II lost my best friend fice weeks ago His name was Spencer . He was a 145 lb German Shepherd. I had him almost thurteen years. I looked for some answers today after a strong smell of him happened twice . Today was the second time it happened. So your writings helped me and Thank you. I’ll never have another dog. He cannot be replaced. I’m heartbroken.
i dont know why you dont want to have another dog, about 3 days ago i was the gym and my mom called me crying he told me my 8 year old dog was killed by 2 huskies he was so inoffensive there was not a day we didnt hug him he was like a son to us i also feel he cant be replaced, after he was taken on a such bad way from us i cant still belive its true i feel that he is still waiting for me to arrive home.
I lost my dog.. he was with me for 5 years.. even I don’t think that I can get another pet..
I’m sorry for your loss, German Shepherd dogs are so intuitive animals. I lost my girl in horrible circumstances and 2weeks after her passing I had collapsed in her bed crying with dispare. I just didn’t know how to pull through, I had my music playing and it was set to play a particular artist.it randomly changed to the song Big girls don’t cry and the words resonated with me.Lyrics like time to dry your eyes and move on.i think my girl was watching over me and your dog will be watching over you I’m sure. I hope you find comfort.
I know this sounds weird but I rescued a little staffy and she had very bad wind! Yesterday I had to take her to be put to sleep due to kidney failure and last night as I was sat there crying I thought she was back because believe it or not the smell was just like she had farted!! I told my daughter today and I said I don’t think she’s actually left that’s why I havnt moved her blanket.anyway we were sat here eating our tea with the kids and bam from out of nowhere the bad dog fart smell was back it was so bad we had to open the back door just like we did when she was still here. It gives me comfort in a funny way because I now know she’s still here even if I still have to deal with her bad wind!!
It is the hardest thing to do… the responsibility that you made the right decision in parting with your fur baby. I agonized over whether the timing was right. I just knew I could carry him everywhere and feed him baby food from a spoon or syringe. I would continue to take care of my baby boy. But was that right? No. my poor boy had the weight of the world on his shoulders and he looked exhausted. And as our wonderful vet stated, “the porch lights are home, honey, but no one is home”… and they were right. It was no way for my proud boy to live. It is all at once heart wrenching, traumatic, sudden, irreversible and cold. I will never forget holding him in my arms as they sedated him first, fighting back my tears as I held him so he wouldn’t be stressed. I breathed deeply with my boy so he would be calm and drift away peacefully. He was surrounded by love. And when the news travelled around the world that beautiful Basel had passed, tears flowed from every coast, around the world. That baby touched a lot of lives. But it still doesn’t make it any easier. I miss that boy with my whole heart and soul. Where are you? Are you with me? Why can’t I feel you like the others? Do you want to be with me or just wait for me somewhere until I’m ready to go? Can you visit me so I know you are well? Can you say something to me? Do you forgive me for having to make the decision for both of us? Does my uncontrollable sadness and weeping Make you unhappy or annoyed? I have so many unanswered questions. You left me so suddenly. I miss you my handsome baby boy… too we meet again, wherever that may be…
My 22 yr old blue seal point just pass away it was a sunday and on monday when i went to the garage to go take him to the vet for cremation i saw him clear as day under the picnic table and later that day my son saw him at the back door wait to come in
My 22 yr old blue seal point just pass away it was a sunday and on monday when i went to the garage to go take him to the vet for cremation i saw him clear as day under the picnic table and later that day my son saw him at the back door wait to come in
I had a 16 year old las apso that was very ill and had to are put down about six months prior my cat was ran. I was very close to both animals. Recently my shih Tzu had a major surgery and i took several pictures. While viewing my pics i noticed in several photos a cat and dog sitting together by my new dogs food dish. They appeared in a mist like state u can see thru them in the pics. Is amazing and i have to believe they came as almostmost support for my injured dog or to provide comfort and reu
can i see the picture? would love to see the pictures.
Thanks.
post the picture!!!
About taking pictures at night….. Do we use a flash or not? Never tried to document things before.
After reading such comforting accounts of being visited by our beloved companions, I felt compelled to post what happened to me yesterday regarding my precious feline “Footie”, whom I had to say goodbye to just a few days ago. It was so very unexpected, thus devastating. On the morning of December 8th I was in bed in a half sleep mode in between a dream and awake, when I heard, what I thought was my husband feeding our gorgeous apricot feline named “One-ee” sliding his heavy glass beige dish on the floor to him. However, I opened my eyes only to find “One-ee” and my husband sleeping next to me. I was somewhat surprised to find them both in bed. Anyway, I shut my eyes to go back to sleep when I heard the sound of a dish move across the kitchen tiles a second time. Immediately, this brought me up in bed leaning on my left arm, and while I held my breath, I listened intently to see if I would hear it again. A minute or so later at approximately 4:20, I heard the dish move across the kitchen floor again for a third time, a very distinct sound, one that “Footie” would make when she was eating something from her dish. She would move her plate.
But instead of cluing in like I ought to have, I was thinking at the time that there is a little critter in the house. Clueless me. Especially Knowing what I know and believing as I do.
Anyway, I was so affected by this that I tapped my husband on the shoulder to try and wake him up, and said: “wake up, there is someone in the house” hoping he too would
hear what I heard. He listened for a bit, and couldn’t hear anything, so he got up to go downstairs, and of course I had to follow. Here we both were at 4:30 in the morning
creeping down the stairs to see if we could see anything re the sound. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks…. It was “Footie”. Her beige dish was on the floor that she would eat
out of, I bent down to move the dish, only to hear the exact sound that I had heard while in bed…. I was elated.
Footie was clearly saying to me that it was only her ashes in the pretty urn, not actually her…. that she was alive and well and happy….. I had wanted some kind of a sign, and I got one loud and clear. She knew that this would be the one way that she could get my attention that I would immediately recognized. What a smart feline she is. I am over the moon over this latest event…
That’s a wonderful experience and one I’m glad you’ve shared. Sometimes a little reassurance is all that’s needed to help through a difficult situation like the loss of a pet.
The day before yesterday, we lost our little dog Sugar. She had begun gasping for breath at times, then would stop. This went on for several months almost like she had a kind of kennel cough that would come and go. She would have little bouts but then would calm down. We discussed euthanizing her at some point as she seemed to be suffering more and more but not all the time. Christmas was coming and her struggles seemed to be getting worse. We thought it would eventually become inevitable to put her down.
We resisted doing so.
We rescued her during hurricane Charlie in 2004. She had been abused and was dying of heart worms. She pulled through but still had scars. Resulting from heart worms exiting her heart through her lungs. We knew that this may eventually be a problem as she got older.
The night before last she began one of her coughing sessions. My wife and I were in bed as we listened to her breathing very congested and coughing. We both prayed’ “God please stop her suffering and take her to be with you if that’s what it takes, but please help her”. She passed within minutes. One final little squeal then stopped. We both cried. We left her on a towel. Eyes open on the floor till morning. We were in a fog all day. I’d call her name from time to time expecting to see her. I never imagined that the our “baby girl” Sugar could have this kind of grasp of our emotions.
That next morning we woke our 12yr old son early to help him adjust before school. He cried as well.
We carried her off in a elongated laundry basket to the pet people.
Last night, I don’t know what I was thinking but I took one of her favorite treats out of the packet and placed it on the floor in front of her dish. This morning it was gone. No one took it or picked it up. Our son didn’t even know about it. No rodents or other animals. The food in her dish is still there as it was before her passing.
I really feel like she’s still with us some how.
I hope she is, and from what you’ve said, it seems she still is. Despite your loss, it’s comforting to know that she may not be gone from you and yor family completely.
I just lost my beautiful chihuahua Leo yesterday. He had become sick last Friday, and we thought it was constipation. On Sunday, his back legs gave out completely, and when we took him to the vet we found out it was IVDD. We brought him home and gave him the medication and comforted him. We thought he was getting better, but when I came home from work yesterday morning, he had passed. I’ve been feeling so guilty, and thinking that if only I had known what was wrong before Sunday, I could have saved him. He came into my life a year and a half ago, and from the moment we saw each other, there was an immediate connection. I have often called him my “soul dog” because he came into my life when I needed him the most and he healed me. I have never had a connection like this with another animal, and I am beyond devastated at this loss. I hope and pray that he is happily running around again and that he knows how much I loved him and how much he meant to me, and how sorry I am that I couldn’t heal him like he healed me last year. Thank you for this article, it has given me hope that he may still be near and I hope that he will find a way to let me know.
So terribly sorry to hear of your loss. I hope that Leo makes himself known to you again, but if not, assure yourself that he lived a good life and loved you very much.
My children rushed my American Bulldog to the vet. They had to call me at work and I met them there. Missy had bloat and needed surgery. I was there in the office, and told them that She had slept with me for 11 years, and I wasn’t going to leave her now. I stayed with her while they put in tubes, and prepped her. They cleared the office and cancelled all the appointments. She went into surgery. It was too soon, and I heard her bark. I laughed, and thought “Oh Missy… it will be ok”. I heard her bark again. Same thoughts…silly girl… it will be ok. The third bark was her attention bark. I knew she was gone. The vet came out a few minutes later to tell me that her heart had stopped. I have a huge aversion to touching anything that is dead. I was able to touch her and say goodbye. She deserved that, and there was no revulsion when I hugged her that last time. Eeryone thinks I am a bit crazy, but I know what happened. She let me know that she was going somewhere that I couldn’t follow yet. I’d like to think that she will be first to greet me when my time comes. I hope that this is the way it goes for me.
Thank you very much for confirmation. On July 26,2014 early morning my pit bull mix had a seizure followed by a very serious stroke that shifted his brain to the right and he could not sleep at all due the constant rolling of his eye’s. My awesome pit bull name Esea was in pain and in misery. I had no choice but to lay him to rest on July 28, 2014 at 3:15 p.m.
Later that night my adopted 9 month old pit bull (Rocky) was very disoriented as if he was going through the same thing my dog Esea had just experienced. I looked into his eye’s and it was as if my dog Esea spirit was in Rockies body. As if telling me ” it’s gonna be okay i’m gonna be hear with you”. I’m having such a hard time letting my dog go. I wasn’t ready to say good by although i was there when he took his last breath. I am such an emotional wreck that it is so hard for me to even write this. Although it’s only been a few days, I could smell him around me and i feel that he is also very sad. (My dogie Esea always smelled like Doritos). How could or how would i ever get over my lovable pit bull Esea???? I look at Rocky and i can’t help but to cry my eye’s out because he now is reminding me of my no longer alive 12 year old pit bull Esea. I sure remember seeing my dog be born and now i have this constant reminder of his last breath. I am just happy in a way that i was there since he took his first breath into this world and i was there when his last breath was exhaled from this world. I am a grieving mess.
Sandra G ;(
I parted with my once in a lifetime Collie compantion in 2012. He had a MRSA infection. I resisted going to the last resort medication because I was warned I would have a hard time pilling him, and I could make him very sick. In addition, the vet said I could get it. I have survivors guilt, knowint that he had to go so I could live. I hope he forgives me.
He has never stopped loving you. Our dogs give us unconditional love. You were only thinking of him and you didnt want to put him through an type of illness or pain. He understands and will be waiting for you. 🙂
Dave I’m sure he forgives you and loves you. You did what you could and I’m certain he’s very thankful that you were there for him and loved him so much
Last night the bed where my dog slept was very cold in his usual spot. My wife had the same experience. The bed was warm except where the dog usually slept.
It’s also been a week since we had to have him put down.
We just had to put our beloved dog Boo to sleep on the 13th. It was very sudden. She declined so much in 24 hours that we decided it was best. She’d let us know in her own way that’s what she wanted by refusing food and water. Yesterday, as we ate dinner, I heard her. She had a particular grumble she would do when she wanted outside….that’s what I heard. I’m not sure if my fiancé heard her or not, but I know I did. I’m a firm believer that animals have souls. And that they’really not “just animals”, they’re family. In our case, Boo was like a child to us….we have no actual children.
I hear and see my passed four legged children all the time:)
Hi lauren can u pls share yr experiences seeing yr beloved deceased pet. Pls. Mine has just left me n I need to feel her presence but nothing n I m breaking up.
Hello, my name is Lauren and Im a veterinary technician, a spiritual person and I believe very much in spirits. I have had a few occasions with spirit dogs. Most of which were not mine, but of a certain family I am protective of. And one instance that happened last night. Im not completely sure which one of my passed dogs it was (though I have an idea because I was just thinking of him that day). Im lying in bed, and I feel a dog get up on the bed and walk on the bed. This also happened when I stayed over at that families house to pet sit. They had numerous rottie’s that had passed and I was staying in the room where all their ashes were kept. I felt several large dogs get on the bed with me. One of which was pulling at the comforter. I feel very blessed to have these spirits reach out to me.
My daughter recently stopped sleeping in her room initially stating she had seen a Spider after spraying and spider free she still refuses so I told her I would sleep there to show her spiders weren’t there – I have run across something completely different there is loud cat purring in which all of our cats are outside cats and the first time I felt paw prints on the bed with the purring and thought my cat Tigger had gotten in I didn’t open my eyes and just told her to get down then there was a loud scratching/scraping noise under the bed I jumped up and yelled at her but nothing was there when I went to leave for work Tigger was asleep on my car I don’t know what this is but it does not feel comforting to me I feel like I am going crazy anyone else experienced this and how do you get rid of it…
This Thursday 2 weeks ago my bestfriend past, my beautiful little yorkshire terrier Benji , he was sick on the Tuesday, and Wednesday so we took him to the vet thinking he was just had a bug or something small like that, when the Vet touched his belly he kept tensing up, so she said she would keep him and do tests on him and put him on the drip as he was dehydrating and wouldn’t eat or drink, the following morning the vet rang my father to say he detiriated during the night so she would see how he was at lunchtime, but before it reached lunch we got a call to say he had passed, he had Meningitis and nothing could of been done. Today my brother was eating ham and heard footsteps walking towards him(my dog loved ham) I hope I get more signs, two weeks on and i’m still just as heartbroken and numb by his passing
There’s little more heartbreaking than the loss of a pet, yet those little signs you’ve experienced show that he’ll always be with you. My thoughts are with you at this most difficult time. If you’re not familiar with this, have a read:
https://rainbowsbridge.com/poem.htm
You will cry buckets, but it’s possibly one of the most touching poems ever written.
Sherry Ferrell why get rid of it?? Appreciate it. And why do you let your cats sleep outside? Are they allowed to go in your house at all? I’ve got a bad feeling about you….. A animal to you is just an animal, you do not love them for real 🙁 you have no compassion!
My cat Demetri passed last night last. He was sick in April got better but never really seemed like his old self and I knew I was on borrowed time. Last week he was sick again went to the vet twice last Monday and Friday and they gave him fluids, an appetite stimulating pill, steroid shot and more medicine to give to Demetri. He was 13 and while most of my cats have lived passed 16 they also were never sick. So this Monday he could no longer stand or walk but I still had hope and I was going to bring him back to the vet Tuesday morning. I laid him outside at night since he always goes at night during the summer and he hasnt been out all day. I checked up on him but he right under my car and I didnt want to drag he out n hurt him. But he still purred when I pet him and I kept telling myself a dying cat doesnt purr and that he would be ok so I spent the night going outside and checking up on him. My other two cats stayed with him, they knew he didnt have much time and I just prayed for him to make it to 8am to go to the vet but I also prayed that if he was in pain to take it away and give him peace. I fell asleep at 4 and woke up at 7, went outside and Pumpkin was sitting on the front steps and I followed him to where Demetri was he looks at me then at Demetri and I just knew. I look under the car and he had passed. And the tears, I was just heartbroken and cried like a child. I wasnt with him as he lay dying and I beat myself up about it that he died alone, that I should I of did more that he didnt have to die that I loved him more then any animal could be and why couldnt my love just be enough to keep him with me. I felt as though I had no closeure so I found myself googling pet ghosts since as a child I had an experience or too that stayed with me. So through out the day I called his name and looked for his ghost and then realized that it just doesnt work that way and gave up. At 3:30am my cats wanted to go out and Pumkin is hissing at the window so I figured maybe one the neighbors cats might be walking across the yard I look out side and at first I see his yellow and then his smiling face. It took me a minute to process what I was seeing and got freaked out I let the cats out the front door and it hits me Demetri said goodbye I call his name and tell him I love him and smile. And even though I write with tears flowing again I know what I saw even though I say maybe it was a trick of light but then why was my cat hissing like he was. He always does that when he see’s a cat by the window and since he saw Demetri die I guess it kinda freaked him out too. So I am know back at this website leaving my comment, since just those few seconds of seeing and the smile is his face and eyes gave me what I needed to heal. And while my heart is burdened with sorrow I feel a weight lift off of me knowing that he is no longer is pain and happy where ever that place might be.
Thank you for sharing what is a very sad time in your life, though despite the tears, it seems Demetri is in a better place and took the opportunity to come and say goodbye. Remember the good times you shared together as they will be with you forever.
I am so glad I found your site. It is extremely comforting.
I lost my 12 year old cat, Rocko last week to feline lymphoma. He was such a social and loving creature, up to two days before he passed. The house feels empty without him.
When Rocko would stand on the couch, we would chuckle because his paws left imprints because he was a bit of a chubby cat. The imprints would go away in about an hour.
Today my daughter (Rocko’s favorite human) stopped by for a visit. She was sitting on the couch telling me about her day. If Rocko was still here, he would be on the couch next to her wanting to be petted. I looked down and saw a set of imprints on the couch next to her. I asked her if she saw them and she said, “Hey! I guess Rocko is right here! Hey buddy!!”
A little while later, we left to do some shopping and we came home and the imprints were gone.
I have to admit, I scan the couch a couple of times a day looking for the imprints. It has happened a total of 3 times since he passed. I acknowledge him when I see them. I was glad my daughter witnessed it today…makes me feel a bit less crazy. 😉
This caused me to research articles and I found you. Thank you again….your words are very comforting.
I picked up my cat at the mspca,he was a
tiny kitten,an inside cat,I had him for 4 years before he developed a kidney problem,which s common in cats I had been giving him the dry food the vet recommened,always having dogs,I didn’ know cats should have wet and dry food so moisture isn’t taken from their body.An expensive operation was suggested,with no guarentees,so to stop his suffering I had him put to sleep.He was the light in my life,my boy cat came back as a red cardinal every morning when I would call him for a week and a half,following me on my walks.Animals are suck beautiful energy.I send him love every day.
I lost my 2 year old Ave Maria after a sudden bout of saddle thrombus. I kept her home as the vet gave her a 50% chance of survival. It didn’t turn out that way so I wrapped her in a blanket and comforted her and gave pain meds all night. I took her to be cremated when the clinic opened. I came home and finally fell asleep on the sofa where I held her near me all night. I was awaken by a the sound of her collar (which I kept) that was distinctive. I looked up and there she was – sitting full of life and healthy on the arm of the sofa. I called her name. She looked at me and squinted. I couldn’t see her beautiful blue eyes. She turned and disappeared into something I couldn’t see. Her body literally disappeared as if she was jumping into a tunnel I couldn’t see. I knew this was her way of answering my concerns that I had not made the right decision in keeping her home instead of immediately putting her down. I know this should comfort me but I’m still beside myself. She was a magnificent girl and this extraordinary episode only cements that. Rest in peace Ave Maria.
We recently put our 3 yr old shepherd to sleep because of meningitis. We gave her an amazing last day and we were all there holding her til the end. She did not want to go. First she refused to lie down, then she needed three times the normal amount of sedative. That was unnerving but the poor kid was miserable.
We planned out an amazing funeral and buried her at her favorite campsite, where two other well loved pets have been buried. We buried her with her bed and blankets, her things and toys, destroyed children’s toys, a book to destroy, pictures of us all together, and even some cheese. We played a song and wept, then we covered the grave. After it was almost covered, I felt her presence several feet behind me. I looked. I felt it twice more before I finally said something to my ex. He said that she probably jumped out and chased squirrels while we were busy, then she came back to check on us. I hope her spirit lives at the camp for eternity. I hope I get to feel her presence every time I go. I’m not one for this spiritual stuff, but she was definitely behind me for a little while;) It was surreal.
A week ago today I had to put my 13 year old cat Dallas James down. Didn’t know anything was wrong till 2 days before, I went out to call him in and he was laying in a water puddle across the street. I went over and said his name and he was laying in a water puddle. I carried him home. He wouldn’t eat and was having problems jumping up for water, also his bladder was not properly working. He laid all night with me and my wife and went in the bed. Took him next day to vet and found out after tests he was anemic, Dehydrated and had renal kidney failure. Said instead of 5 or below he was a 7. We put him down. He was like my child. A week later I am still having a very hard time. The night after he passed, I couldn’t sleep and had my eyes closed, I heard purring by my head where he would lay and thought it was my other cat but nothing was there. Then 4 days after, I heard a loud noise like he made when he jumped down after eating and thought It was my other cat but she was outside sleeping and the dogs were inside. I know it was him. I haven’t had anything else happen but would love to hope his spirit is still here. We were very close and I miss him so much. I have read the rainbow bridge and I love it. Can’t wait till we r together again one day.
I have a Maine Coon cat, Chippie, who passed away unexpectedly on the operating table in December 2012 at the age of 2. He still comes to visit us regularly, walking on the bed, putting his whiskers in our faces when we sleep. Even tries to play with the other kitties. Sparky a little male kitty, who almost never made it (When I got him at about 2 months old, he already had advanced Biliary and on numerous occasions we thought we had lost him) usually hangs out with Chippie under Chippies favorite tree.
Most people think I am crazy, but each time I have had to take one of my babies to be sent over the rainbow bridge, I leave the car door open, just in case they want to come home.
Well this definately helps explain alot! I’ve thought this myself for quite some time. My last dog (Laddie, my soulmate) is STILL in my house and I know it. I’ve never gotten over him, that was just the hardest losing him….I’ve caught things on film – and he really bothers my new rescue dog that I finally broke down and adopted. There are times he won’t lay on a a certain spot on the bed, growls at something in my room.. crazy. The hard part is, i don’t want Laddie stuck here, I want him to go to paradise and be happy and free. Not hang around here watching me love up another dog. I was watching my new dog “watch something moving around the room” so I took a few pics. Caught the white mass shape of a dog on film, laying on my bedroom floor. I’ve also caught on film a white mass coming in my bedroom door after I’m in bed. And noises…. yes. Well, thank you, now I don’t feel so crazy anymore. LOL
We lost our beloved Collier, Ned, in February, and for the last two months our other dog has been acting weird at night and particularly around 6 AM, when she looks for comfort and reassurance and is clearly agitated, and one of our cats, Reg, who never met Ned, had a strange moment one night, nervously following something around the house, and now refuses to walk through the lounge, and instead hops across the furniture rather than go round the chair where he seemed to follow something. I loved Ned with all my heart and soul, but I’m worried his presence is freaking out the other animals. He was very loyal to me and my wife, but I need him to move on, for his and everybody else’s sake. How can I do this, as I don’t wan’t him to feel rejected by me?
I lost my yellow lab January 5,2015 due to cancer. Mollie girl meant the world to me
I adopted her when she was 2. We were inseparable. I couldn’t go anywhere
Without her. That was the hardest day of my life and I have lost many pets over the
years. Mollie meant everything to me. I am contantly thinking/crying about her and wishing she was still with me. It’s been 9 months and still have a hard time without her. My mother lost her chocolate lab a few months before I lost Mollie. My moms dog visits her on occasion. Why is it my lab has not come to see me, we were very close. It’s upsetting that I have not seen her.
Wendy
I am very sorry for your loss. I lost my pit bull on July 28, 2014 and it is still very very hard for me still. My pit had a stroke followed by a heart attack. I had no choice but to put him asleep. The day my dog was cremated was the day his soul entered my newly adopted dog we had just adopted a week before my dog past. I didn’t see any sign of my pit after that day till the beginning of this year. I have a cat name Pinky that grew up with my pit bull, and i noticed one day that Pinky was acting weird like when he would play with his buddy my pit bull. That is when i realized that my dog’s spirit was playing with my cat Pinky. When i called out my dog’s name i immediately felt a cold chill on my arm and felt as if my dog was write by my side. I feel him around every now and then and notice blankets moved around sometimes when no one is around. It makes me feel safe like when i felt when my dog was still alive. 🙂
Wendy please don’t feel disappointed that you might not have noticed your beloved pet. Your pet is there with you. If you light up a white candle it will help your pet now where you are and how to find you. Say a little dogie prayer and tell your pet how much you love him and miss him dearly while you light up your candle. Give it time and be patient. I light up a candle next to my pit’s cremations every night and say a prayer for him. I have been doing it since his stroke and i know he is happy with his angels. Good luck Wendy and i am very sorry for your loss. 09/17/2015 Sandy G
My 12 year old , beloved schnauzer was found to have heart problems at 10 years of age. My husband had just passed away suddenly while we were mountain biking together, and one day Cappi was running with me in the yard and I went to call her, and she was still on her side! I rushed her to the Vet and she was on heart meds for the next 2 years. She had been with me through all my grief over my husband and was my true buddy. One night very late, she started to breath very hard and I ran to get a pill. When I came back she had tried to drag herself from her bed to be with me ( earlier in the day she was just fine!). It broke my heart and I didn’t know whether to call the Vet that late at night? I laid with her in bed and talked to her and held her. A few hours later, she had did a huge shudder and she was gone. I just fell apart and cried and sobbed. It was 2am, so I couldn’t call anyone till about 5am. I laid there with her just drained and broken to pieces. Once it was daybreak , I made calls and went to the kitchen to make coffee to get myself together. As I had my back to kitchen counter, I heard a rattling noise. I turned around and the little framed “baby” picture of Cappi in the counter was moving from top to bottom on the counter… almost like a dogs tail wagging. I gasped and ran over to see what could be causing it. There was nothing anywhere near the picture as it “wagged” . I just started laughing and crying again, knowing that Cappi was telling me she was running free and with her “daddy”. I could cry thinking about it still 6 years later. My new schnauzer used to act very strange in the bedroom at first. I always wondered if she knew Cappi was still there?
may i ask how do u get past a death of a beloved pet of 9 yrs and not knowing what happened to to her or where she is at i would like to bring her home if ever i find out but just recently discovered that my niece and her boyfriend killed her while i was at work and let me believe for 5 yrs that she had ran away im just devastated all over again knowing that she went thru something horrible and i left her in the hands of people i thought i could trust for one nite and look what happened how do u deal with something like that? any suggests please
What a wonderful, reassuring article this is. Im a licensed veterinary technician, and my family as had dogs my whole life, but a few years ago, i had to put MY first pitbull to sleep. She was so young, and even after we did a huge back surgery on her, the growth came back a year later. It was one of the hardest decisions ive ever had to make. She was my whole heart. About 6 months after i said Goodbye to my beloved JellyBean, i had a dream about her. In the dream, she was in my backyard playing with a grey and white pitbull that i had never seen before. This was odd because, when she was alive, she didnt like any other dogs besides her 3 sisters that lived in the house with her.
The next day i was at work in the animal hospital, and i went outside to smoke a cigarette. Within minutes i heard crying at the gate to our alleyway, and there was the grey and white pitbull from my dream, standing there waiting for me. She was dumped there, locked in the alley, extremely emaciated with an old necrotic wound and heartworm positive. I knew in my heart that she was the angel that Jellybean sent. She needed me as much as i needed her. So i named her Angel. That was 2 years ago, she is now my best friend. I dont tell many people this story, but after reading your article, it helped me realize that im not alone in my knowledge that our pets are always able to look out for us from the other side. Thank you for that.
We recently had to put our doxie (Daisy) down. I have heard her in my bedroom-She used to shake her little head and you could hear her tags jingle on her collar. Sitting in the recliner it felt as tho she was beside me.Thank you so much for posting this article it has given me so much comfort knowing they have souls too. P.S. I have a photographer friend and one evening she was out taking photograph’s in our area Ellwood City,PA. (in Wurtemburgh); She captured a photo of a ghost horse with a rider carrying a flag going through the water at the creek!!! She’s had people look at it and say it is authentic. We found out that the wagon trains used to come down through this area.
I bought a home in 2000 and began noticing that there was alot of stray cats in the area. I felt so sorry for them so I would always buy bags of cat food and feed them daily. One day a beautiful male cat that looked just like the cartoon cat named Garfield came walking up near me to eat as I was filling up bowls with cat food. He was very cautious but as time went by we became the best of friends. I gave him the nickname “Papa John” . He came to visit me several times a day and our bond grew so strong. He trusted me so much that he would even bring his girlfriend and their babies to eat at my house. I loved Papa John so much. The neighbors couldn’t believe how much he trusted me. They said he would never go near anybody and that he had lived in that area about 10 years before I bought the home. During bad weather Papa John would let me know he was waiting outside for me as he would meow loudly and I would open my door for him. As much as he loved me it still scared him to come inside my house so I would ck him up in my arms and hold him. One day in 2008 I was wondering where he went because I hadn’t seen him in a couple of days. I kept calling out his name but he never showed up. By the end of the week I was so worried and searched everywhere but to no avail. That Sunday as I lay down for a nap I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep and I saw my Papa John with a golden glow around him and I knew he had died and went to the Rainbow Bridge. Later that year I had a plumbing problem in my bathroom and my boyfriend had to crawl under the house and he found Papa Johns remains. He died from old age. To make a long story short it is now 2015 and Papa John still comes to me in my dreams and lets me know he loves me. But the greatest gift he has given me was just a few months ago when I had just woke up and was making my bed, I felt something furry touch my ankle and as I looked down I saw Papa John glowing a beautiful golden glow and he was rubbing up against my feet and ankles and playfully going under the bed and around the bed post. The vision only happened for a moment and then it was gone. But the memories will last me forever.
In 2000 I lost my heart pug, Suki and a very dear human friend, Judy. Their deaths were just months apart and I was beyond devastated. That big black hole of depression was slowly consuming me. One Monday evening I participated in the candle ceremony on the pet loss website. After the ceremony I took my candle out on my porch and looked towards the heavens and asked Judy to please take care of Suki until I could catch up with them. I then went to bed. I had a dream visit from Judy. In her arms was my beloved Suki. They were standing at the foot of my bed in what appeared to be a field of wild flowers. The colors were so bright and beautiful and the fragrance just filled my whole being. Judy’s mouth did not move, and yet I heard her say “Trudy do not worry about us, we are both fine”. There was such a peace that came over me. When I got awake, I felt like a huge weight had been lifted. I felt light and free….I could remember my dream, and yet the wonderful fragrance of wild flowers still lingered in my bedroom. Was it a dream, or was it a visit?
I have a bit of encounters myself. I believe I’ve experienced the spirits of other deceased animals (cats, and on one occasion, my older brother’s chocolate lab AJ). But, anyway, at some point I finally had my own little furrbaby, Oscar, a cat. I adopted him pretty much off the street when he was 9 (the neighbors next door originally had him, but kicked him out when they had a baby, they gave us their consent to keep him, and gave us info for his vet, so we knew his birthdate).
I had to put Oscar down last December, and it was a very horrible time for me. The last 6 months of his life were stressful and lonely, as at some point, I was forced to find a shelter that would house him, which was very hard considering he was 18, or both him and I would be put out on the streets. I believe they treated him fairly well at the shelter, but he was still very stressed. I put him there last April, and I didn’t get him back until early August, after getting my own place. Sadly, it was a month after getting him back that I realized he had caught ringworm in the shelter, making me catch it too. So, I had to give him and myself medicine, and I started interacting with him less and less in fear. I moved again, and about a month after moving into the new place, it seemed like the ringworm was gone, but I was still afraid to touch him, and I had gotten a new job, so I was working a lot more. Just before putting him down, he had caught ringworm again, but this time worse. And it killed me to do it, but I did.
I had it done around 11 in the morning, and one of my girlfriends came along to support me. After it was done, I went home for a bit, crying, and then had to go to my therapist which I felt glad that both were scheduled on the same day. I suffer from depression, an anxiety disorder, and aspergers. So, after the appointment, I went to get some junk food to ease my pain, and got home. I parked and turned off the car, and suddenly, I heard Oscar meow once from the back seat. I looked, there was nothing back there. But I knew that it was him. That night though, I kept begging aloud for another sign that he was okay, and never got one.
Several months later in March, my younger brother moved out here to where I live to cover for the roommate that left. He sleeps in what was her room, on a blowup mattress (he prefers it). After some time, my brother alerted me that a few times during about a 2-week or so period, that during the night or early morning hours, he’d hear something run across the mattress and his feet in the span of a second or so, but he could never feel it. Oscar had never been in that room, but we feel it was Oscar saying hello and goodbye to my brother, who Oscar hadn’t seen in years.
We had to put down our lab in May. She was almost 11 and we adopted her when she was 1. We were with her to the very end and it broke our hearts. I stayed home the next several days after and torn up the carpet on the stairs to refinish them since I couldn’t while she was alive. From the time we had to put her down my husband and I still felt her presence. We went for icecream the night and ate outside. My husband heard a dog barking and at the same time I had felt my hand nudged and her head on my lap. My husband was a non believer so I told him nothing. Over the next couple days I noticed that the cabinet with the dog treats was open, towel was moved where the dishes dry and foot steps on the stairs where she would lay on the landing. Smells too. I finally confessed to my husband because it was making the grieving process harder with not telling him. And he told me he notices the same things and was thinking about it. It’s September and she still finds her way of letting us know she’s still around. We keep her landscape urn rock on the landing on the stairs and still talk to her like we used to. We are glad she loves us enough still to stick around and watch after our family.
My Angel Ginger passed after a 3 month battle with lymphoma in 2010. She was on chemo and prednisone , and the prednisone made her restless at night and around midnight she would go out and run about turning the motion sensor lights on our outbuildings on and off. The chemo was holding the cancer at bay but she developed several infections, the last infection she was in vet hospital overnight and passed away. The next night after her passing, the motion lights on the outbuildings went on and off , just like Angel Ginger was out there running. This continued for 3 nights, then stopped. No doubt in my mind that Angel Ginger visited us those 3 nights to let us know her body may be gone but her spirit was still with us.
I’ve had a pet rat that seemed to hang around a few days after she died, I could hear her feet running around, her wheel would start going on it’s own and squeaking and I could hear her crunching on her food although there was never anything in her hutch, I even felt her run up my body while I was lying on my bed. Also a few years ago my dog died and the next day I was cleaning the shower floor and my other dog came in and was like pushing his head through the shower curtain trying to see what I was doing and I yelled at him to get out because I was worried about him licking the chemicals etc, but he wouldn’t listen, kept sticking his head through the shower curtain looking like a shower curtain ghost if you can imagine, after about the third time yelling at him I yanked the shower curtain off his head to tell him off properly and there was nothing there. I then went to find him thinking that maybe he was that quick and got out of the bathroom while I was pulling the curtain off his head but I saw that he was outside asleep so it couldn’t have been him in the shower, I then realized it must have been my dog who died the day before trying to say hello and I felt terrible for yelling at him. I kind of think animals don’t really realise they’re dead straight away and they just carry on as they were for a while until they know.
My beloved cat never came back for a visit. I wish she had, I miss her terribly even two years later, epecially as i felt guilty about putting her to sleep even though she was ill. But I hope it means she’s at peace.
We had a cat sabrina who passed a few years ago and for about 2-3 months after we could hear her meow and we would feel her brush up against us as she had always done especially in our upstairs bath area which is where her food was kept. I,even almost tripped one time feeling her as I,walked into that area and the dog we have would always look at the top of our stairs and whine then go up and race back down and bark like he used to do when she was alive because she enjoyed chasing him.
I know my dog shelby came to say good bye to me,,, i heard walk down the hall.. her nails and jingled of collar and the she signed like she did when was annoyed when i didn’t scratch her ear like she wanted.. i was totally shocked but it did make me feel better
i found this website and the storys are very touchingxmy story is i lost my beautiful dog billy july 16th this year he was only 7 years old we adopted him when he was two,my life revolved around him loved walking running over the woods playing with his toys taking him on holidays hence he suddenly became poorly we took him to his vets they done everything they could for him he got a bit better but he died in the night i was and still are devestated i feel like i have lost my soul mate words cant explain, we bought him home buried him in our garden with his comfy bed his fleeces some of his favourite toys etc and each night a lovely light comes on for him around the potted plants where he is buried .i went to see a lady last week and she said she could see my boy sitting next to me all the time i had my reading with her and she said he is in our house so my husband has gone away this weekend and i hope my beautifull boy billy comes to me
It has been 4 months since I lost my baby girl Rosie 😔 she was a black Lab and was the most beautiful dog ever, she was my best friend and so good with the children. She was only 7 when I had to have her put to sleep. not a day goes by that I don’t wish that she was still here with me. I miss her so much I would give anything just to hold her one more time. 💞 if only I could see her 😔
I am so sorry for your loss.. my baby girl annie also a black lab passed away on 20th November. . I feel exactly the same.. I’d do anything to have her back or see her once again.. I’m glad I came across this page it really has helped reduce the pain iv been suffering since annie passed away.. I miss her so much..
Our dog Tanya of 14 yrs passed away a few weeks ago. During thunderstorms she would be scared and pant a lot. Last night we had heavy rain and wind and around 4 AM I was awoken by the sound of her panting and like she was coming to us for comfort like she used to do. The sound was so real like she was in the room approaching the end of our bed trying to wake us up. After viewing some posts I will defiantly be more aware of any new visits from our beloved Tanya.
Our dog Tanya of 14 yrs passed away a few weeks ago. During thunderstorms she would be scared and pant a lot. Last night we had heavy rain and wind and around 4 AM I was awoken by the sound of her panting and like she was coming to us for comfort like she used to do. The sound was so real like she was in the room approaching the end of our bed trying to wake us up. After viewing some posts I will definately be more aware of any new visits from our beloved Tanya.
My mom had to put down her horse who was fifteen a couple nights later my dad saw him in our south pasture under his favorite tree mom has heard him and seen him but not lately
This site helped me out quite a bit right now, I’m trying to get my head around a weird thing that happened this week. We had a cat for 6 years, last Christmas 2014 he stopped coming home. I had him microchipped but no word. I checked shelters and craigslist for months. This past wednesday my 12 year old son called me around 6 p.m. to tell me our cat was finally home, we had since gotten two new cats and my son said he came into the kitchen sat on the chair and the kitten was laying under the chair batting at him and they began hissing at each other. Then he said Grey left. I was really excited that he had finally come home and that he was okay. On Friday I was checking my phone and noticed I had a missed voice mail from a town about 60 miles away. I listened to the voice mail and was shocked because it was an animal shelter in Salinas (~57 miles away) that said they had a cat with a microchipped that matched Grey and to please call them. I called and said in disbelief how far we lived. She then said to me, “I’m so sorry but he’s passed away. We found him hit by a car” ??? What it made no sense. So I asked for more details then called my son, he swears he saw Grey, he had a distinctive heart shape on his chest. He said he even showed his friend on video chat, his friend confirmed the description. I looked back at the timeline of everything and when my son saw him it was 4 hours past when the voice mail from the animal shelter came, they called me at 2 p.m. on that Wed. my son saw him at 6 p.m. I cannot explain it at all. I even checked with neighbors who also have gray cats our cat was the only one with a heart on his chest. I guess it’s possible he was coming back home after being taken so far almost a year ago, the only way he could as a ghost. It’s comforting but also sad.
My sweet chihuahua passed away just over 3 weeks ago of heart failure. I am still so devastated and heartbroken but happy she died with my husband and I by her side. The night she died I was letting our other dog out in the backyard and our light on the back of the house went completely out. It has never done that before. The light was not burnt out because it still worked the next day and I realized that that was my girl sending a sign that she was there and she was ok. There’s really no other explanation for it.
My beloved friend, rock, soulmate n mediator, Storm, of only 2years 7mths old was hit by a car, she was standing with 2 legs on the ground 2 legs on the tree, looking for the cat, Storm wasnt even running around chasing the cat!!! And an evil driver hit her n broke her spine, n sped off!!!! we spent 4 over hrs with her til her pains were to much n she was put to sleep. It has been a few days since… I miss her so much. I have been shouting for her, looking for her, trying to feel her but nothing. I really need to believe those who had written about their deceased furry friends have returned to visit to stay… I wish I need Storm to come home too…its just so painful to lose her this way…
Annie, are you ok? This is a terrible tragedy. I am so sorry for your loss.
Dear deceased pet owners, pls reply to me on the following questions. Can I believe an animal psychic? Has anyone spoken to one b4? Because Storm isnt coming to me, I need to reach out to find her….we have been so very close n its upsetting she hasnt come back yet? Would a deceased pet not know its way home?
Dear Annie, my 17 yr old Maltese passed away on 25 October this year and I wasn’t by his side when it happened. I can totally feel your pain and devastation. On his 7th day, around the same time that he passed on, we were doing a family gathering at my mom’s place where he stayed and passed, I saw a white moth on the wall. I’m very sure its him as he’s a white dog and he likes to hang around with us when we had gatherings. It brought tears to my eyes as the pain is still in my heart. I’m currently looking for pet communicators who’s able to help me contact him. I’m worried that he’s still unaware of what happened to him and feels sad that we are “ignoring” him when he visits us. Does anyone have any experience with a pet communicator? I would greatly appreciate any help and inputs for this.
my male pug passed away while she was playing with my female pug and I was home when it happened I was in shock I still am and will always be I heard of stories where the ghosts of a pet would visit their owners.. I never saw mine that way…. does this mean he didnt love me.. I replaced him a month later for company for myself and my female pug… he does alot of the same things my other one did.. the spirit must be with this dog…
Our cat was bought when the kids were very small – they Names him Oliver – after the cartoon Oliver and Friends – he was Ginger.
After he died he returned several times, he used to walk between my legs when I was at the computer and did this at first – then I saw him come into the room out of the corner of my eye and thought If I look he will dissapear – he walked over towards me and I was sure he was going to come and jump up – but he paused and jumped onto the sofa and snuggled up there – when I looked directly he faded out into the sofa.
Most odd was he used to come into the bedroom, which has a hard floor, his claws would tick tick as he walked around the bed and he would jump up and often snuggle around my head on my pillow – that happened and I froze wondering if I was dreamimg – I even pinched myself! He jumped up with a physical weight and walked up the bed – I could feel the weight – I remained quiet and frozen – then he went onto the pillow and I could feel him and just detect breathing and purring sounds.
I turned on the light and he was gone – all there was was a dent for my head and another one around it for the cat in the pillow.
He stopped visiting after a few months.
My daughter later got a rescue cat who is totally different and Oliver has not been around.
I believe it.
I lost my baby boy cat around the beginning of this month. I had rescued him 7 years ago, he was stuffed in a trash can at a park I had taken my kids to, he was wild and to little to be away from his mommy, so I had to bottle fed him for a few weeks. He was still mostly feral, which is why I let him out, he was happier outside. And we live a good distance from the road…but after years, he had gotten brave and was hit by a car 🙁 . .. Thursday I was hanging clothes out on the line and usually when I would do that he would hang around me and let me pet him a bit. I was talking to my other cats and I noticed a new cat in the field…he was a identical to my lost boy., so much so that my first word to him was my cats name.he stood still and listened while I talked to him.I couldn’t get close to him and when one of my other cats approached him he ran off. I’ve looked for him since then and haven’t been able to find any sign of him…My cat was fixed so he didn’t have any kittens…my rational side, knows there are feral cats around here and I probably saw one of them, but the resemblance was so striking, I like to think it was him coming to tell me bye.
My baby girl yellow lab name Millie just died 3 ago were all sad especially we don’t if she died after her surgery we will never I didn’t say goodbye when stay at the vet I did everything I could for my baby girl I just want her to know that I love her and we miss her
I lost my baby boy . my beloved Dog in June 13th while I was in Florida. The death was so sudden that still I feel I am dreaming. I am still crying every night , missing him to death. I have only one wish in my life I would like to be buried in United State in the same soil that my baby is buried. I am in Canada but, it seems that part of my heart is buried with him since June 13th of 2015. I will be in Florida to see my baby boy’s grave. God how much I feel sad without him.
My precious Cockapoo Daisy Mae passed away on 11/17/2015. She and I both fell sick on the 11/13/2015. I was diagnosed with bronchitis and she had hematuria, so I thought. I was finally able to get her to the vet on the 16th and I found out that she had 3 kidney stones. This was very surprising to me as she had shown no signs of kidney stones prior to falling sick on the 13th. The vet told me to take her home and start her on antibiotics and some special food and to bring her back on the 18th for the surgery to remove the stones. I gave her the antibiotics as directed, but she wouldn’t eat the food. She drank lots of water. I had to work on the 17th. As soon as I got home I checked on her. I sat with her, I rubbed her head, gave her kisses, talked, prayed, and I sang “You Are My Sunshine” to her. When my 2 children came home from school they visited her, then I helped them with homework, made dinner, done some laundry and went back to my sweet Daisy. I stayed with her up until about 10:00. I gave her the antibiotic, some water, and told her that we were going to the vet in the morning and soon she would be back to running, and playing with her favorite squeaky toy piggie because her vet was going to make her all better. I told her I was going to go get something to eat and I’d be back to take a shower. I gave her a kiss and she nuzzled me with her tiny nose. She even lifted her paw to me and looked at me in the eyes. I gave her another kiss and told her I’d be right back. I was only gone for about 56 minutes. When I went to go shower she had moved from the spot she was laying and moved in front of the shower. I said her name and received no response. I bent down to pat her on the head and her head just rolled to the side. I immediately picked her up and my little Daisy felt like jello, she was so limp, but still warm. I sat with her in my arms crying, and begging her to come back to her Mommy. I rocked her and gave her kisses on the top of her head. I know I didn’t miss her by much time because she still had air escaping from her lungs. I blame myself for not insisting that the surgery be done on the 16th, but I trusted the vet and followed his recommendation. I find myself being mad at the vet. I even switched my cat to another vet. I hate myself because I feel like I didn’t keep my promise to Daisy that she was going to be better. I wish she could have held on just a few more hours. I’ll never get over the loss of my precious baby. I still walk into my bedroom and master bath and I smell her. I buried her at my dad’s house with her favorite daisy flower shaped bed, her piggie, and her pink blankie that she had since she was 8 weeks old. I kept her other blankies, they were recently washed before she passed, and I sleep with them each night. Her blankies still smell like her. Since she has passed the cat won’t go in the master bath, but she will sleep in Daisy’s favorite napping spots. I miss my sweet girl so much. I just want to sleep all the time. I know I will never get over the loss of Daisy. I wish I could hold her once more and tell her that I love her and miss! I wish I knew if she was still with me or if she’s visited. I’m sorry this is so lengthy.
My cat died just last christmas.. she was my first cat actually.. I consider myself as a dog person. Until, I saw this cute kitty at the friday market. I took her that fateful day and although she died young.. I never regreted taking her. Mid november I noticed that she lack appetite and the succeeding weeks worsten her health condition. On Dec 24 I on my holiday and I took her to the Vet.. The Dr said that she got Liver disease and her chance is already 50/50 its too late for her.. I brought her home together with some medicines.
The following morning It is Christmas.. maybe its around 4:30am I heard her loud voice.. Actually shes a quite cat and I never heard like that so I went to her cage and gently touched her. I took her to my bed where she sleep when she was still healthy.. And I know that she will leave me anytime soon. I thanked her for giving me her friendship and for the unconditional love.. and she’s gone forever.
Its my saddest christmas.. I cried and I bury her in our backyards. It was the loneliest christmas ever.. The following morning I woke up with some noise.. Apparently it is the cabinet near my bed, she used to sneek their when she was still alive.. I stand up and the door of the cabinet was opened mideway.. Its impossible since the hinge is already damage so it always close unless someone pull it.. actually its the first time it happed. Theres no air in the room and simply its impossible. But anyway I didnt oat much attention.. but I heard and feel strange small noises in my room. So I thought it is a crazy idea and I searched online about Ghost of pets and I am
Amazed that not only me experienced this kind of paranormal activity. Just 5 days ago.. I was washing my hands and felt some pain in my finger. I examined it and found there’s a little scratch.. I just woked and I never bumped to anything.. and finally it comes to me that maybe my cat is playing with me.. She always wants to play and i always got scratches on my hands. Maybe its her way of saying that she is still around and looking after me. Also, I had a dream of her.. Playing near my feet. I am happy that shes still around.
We lost our 13 year old westie Rasty on 31/12/2015. It was the saddest New Year’s Eve in our lives. It was all so unexpected and sudden. The night before, he was wandering across a room, not able to find his spot. My dad lost nerves, as he did not let him sleep. So, I took the dog and slept (at least tried to sleep) with him in the living room on the couch. He was breathing heavily and in the morning, I heard him crying from pain. In the morning, we took him to pet hospital. I spent a half an hour with him in the car, waiting for doc to see us. I was on vacation for 2 weeks to enjoy holidays with my family and my little buddy. For Christmas, we bought him new bed, clothes, food bowl, treats, and also medicine for his joints as he appeared to be losing stability couple of weeks ago. I cooked him chicken soup and it really helped him. He was able to walk down the stairs again. We were so happy that he is doing better until that day. The night before, he finished the last portion of chicken soup, so I believed, he would be ok soon again. When the vet saw us, she said it is water on lungs and he is having troubles breathing and gave him 20 – 30% chances for survival. She immediately gave him oxygen and pills and said he needed to stay there. She told us to call at 4 pm to check on his condition. I believed…until the phone rang after 2.30. I think that during the time we spent together in the car, he felt it was the end. He was in pain and touched my hand several times. I am so glad that I spent his last hours with him, even glad for the night even though I did not sleep.
I am also glad, I found this site to see the comments and experiences of others. I also have a feeling that he chose this day to be remembered every year. He always kept watching fireworks from balcony laying down in my arms. He also chose his time so that I could have spent 2 weeks with him. I could not imagine if it was the time, when I am out of town during the week or if I was on a business trip abroad. During the Christmas, I was mentioning to my parents that I wished for snow. I had not been snowing this winter at all until the time we buried him. After that, it started snowing and this is the sign he sent me (he knew my wish and he was also white color), that he is ok. Also, I smelled like he farted (:-)) and also heard his tail wagging against the furniture.
English is not my first language, so excuse my grammar.
Dont believe in ghosts or anything like that. but about 3 months ago had to have my dog put to sleep, it died in my arms as i was in the vets, now when ime at home in bed, i keep seeing things in the corner of my eye, shadows, orbs, glowing balls, but when i turn to look it vanishes, sometimes i hear things too.
My beloved Ella a12 yr old rottie was put to sleep on 10 th January 2016 due to bone cancer. My heart was completely broken when she died and it was the hardest decision I have ever made. She was my best and only friend. I wish she would make contact with me I miss her terribly. I love you Ella and I will never forget you xxxxxxxx
My nine year old dog started a strange cough for a few weeks. I brought her to the vet and found out she had heart disease. I was shocked. She said we would try meds for two weeks and see if it helps. It didn’t. She got worse. After the eighth day I had to have her put down. My heart felt like it was torn out of my body. I couldn’t stop crying. I was always with my Pepper…she was my best friend. We both loved each other so much. Before she passed I asked her to give mommy a sign that she was safe and that I didn’t have to worry about her. Three days after she passed I was laying on my kitchen floor crying uncontrollably…begging her for some sort of sign that she was okay. Later that day my daughter and I are in the kitchen and we hear her bark from downstairs …it was her bark when she was playing with her favourite toy…we both looked at each other and just were in shock. I asked my daughter what she heard…she said it was Pepper barking . I have to say that I was so happy that she was there to witness this because I would have thought that it was my mind playing tricks on me. After I heard this I felt a huge weight off my chest. I feel like she is safe.
All these stories have been absolutely wonderful and reassuring. My baby Lizzie, 12 year old Chihuahua, went in for a tumor removal on November 12, 2015. The vet called that day to tell me he couldn’t do the surgery because her tumor had been cancerous and spread to her lungs. He said her short term outlook was not good and she was going to deteriorate fast. I was absolutely devastated. She was such a happy dog. Within days, she began to develop lumps underneath her front leg. Within a month, her breathing became shallow. I celebrated Christmas with her knowing it would be her last. Anything Lizzie wanted to do we did. I took her everywhere with me. I went to Petco and let her pick out anything she wanted, damn the cost.
Lizzie had been a rescue from abusive owners. They bred her until her mate had died and by some stroke of luck she found her way to me. I had her for 8 glorious years. She was my best friend. I did everything with Lizzie–vacations, moving, drive in movies, walks. Lizzie always went with me and always slept with me at night. She was always by my side, always tucked in underneath the covers or my leg. If she wanted to go to bed she would com5d stare at me until I went to bed. It used to make me so mad hahaha.
On Monday, January 11, 2016 Lizzie’s mammary tumor burst. I rushed her to the vet and he told me there wasn’t much else he could do because she was near the end. I refused to accept that even as he told me I was going to need to make a decision soon about euthanizing. I am 100% against euthanizing so that was never an option for me. He put her on an antibiotic to keep the tumor from infecting.
I had a convention I had to attend in Jacksonville on Friday, January 15, 2016. I wish I would never have agreed to do it. I’d been hesitant to do it in the first place because Lizzie was sick. However, before I left Friday morning I said goodbye to Lizzie just in case. She whined the whole time I was packing. Maybe she knew. I said goodbye to her and went to leave. I looked in on her one last time. I told her I loved her and I would be home in six days. I told her that I hoped she would live long enough for me to see her again but if she had to go before I got back that I understood. With a final kiss, I left and never saw her alive again.
I called multiple times a day to check on her while I was gone. She was still eating, moving around and going outside. I felt good. I thought she was going to make it. It was important to me to be there when she passed. I was hopeful I was going to see my baby again.
Monday, January 21, 2016, my brother called and said her breathing had gotten worse and she had the “death rattle”. He sent me a picture and video on snapchat and I just knew. I was lying to myself that she was going to be alright but in my heart I just knew she was going to die. I called and told my brother to put me on speaker phone so I could talk to her. I was hoping my voice would give her that last push she needed. I called her name a few times. My brother said she looked all around.
The next day, Tuesday, January 22, 2016, two days before I got home she passed. My grandma gave her medicine and some water. She went to get Lizzie something to eat and when she came back upstairs Lizzie had died. Lizzie had gone to use her pee pad and it over exerted her. She died almost instantly probably on a heart attack. From my understand, her body was found as if she had been walking back to the bedroom and simply fell over.
Its been three days since she died. I came home yesterday and just grabbed all her things and sobbed into them. I went through every photo I’d ever taken of her , every video, and just spent the night remembering her. I love her so much and miss her terribly.
I have been reading about animal spirits, hoping she would “haunt” me as we were such a bonded pair. Yhis morning I heard her whining and barking like she used to do when she wanted up on the bed. I don’t know if it was a dream or just wishful thinking but I take comfort in knowing many others experienced the haunts of beloved pets.
We had to put our beloved Yorkie to sleep yesterday due to end stage kidney disease. These last couple weeks he has had terribly bad breath, which is one of the many symptoms of end stage. It was a very distinctive odor. A little over 6 hours after the euthanasia, I was sitting and tearily reminiscing about him with a friend when I smelled that bad breath odor. It was sudden, and quite strong, and very definitely my dog’s breath and there is no reason that smell would have been “trapped” in anything. And just as quickly as I smelled it and identified it, it was gone. Three hours later as I was preparing for bed, my son emerged from his room where he had been playing Xbox online, and he told me he smelled our dogs breath once while he was playing and then it was gone. I know it was a visitation and I feel grateful for the experience, for it did give me some peace.
That’s nice to know that your dog come to say goodbye to you and your family. Perhaps he’ll visit again someday. Words can’t express your loss nor your grief that I’m certain you’re feeling, but rest assured my thoughts and those of others reading this are with you. Despite the sadness, remember the good times (and with pets, every day is a good day) and stay strong.
I wish i could post pics on this site!! I have a pic of my chi who passed and it is CLEAR as a bell that its him!! I camt belv it..
Hi Carla, I will email you from my Gmail account if you’d like to forward your image along which I’d happily post.
Our family lost our 19 year old cat Takeah about 5 years ago from old age. She died in our house on my mothers bed. About 2 years after her passing I noticed something a little odd with the movement of the 3 middle blinds in my bedroom. It was just the 3 blinds moving softly. I didn’t think anything of it and just came to the conclusion that it must be some sort of draft coming through.
Anyway in the last year or so I have taken a lot more notice of this blind movement in my bedroom. There is now only one blind out of the whole rack of about 30 that swings side to side at a decent pace. I kept this to myself for quite some time then one day I told my mother about it. The next morning after I told her about it there was no movement in the blind what so ever. The blind stayed still for the next week or two and then it started to move again. Every time that I told my mother or anyone about it, the blind stopped moving for a week or two. Even on the windiest of days and nights the blinds never moved, from this I started to narrowed it down to the possibility of it being my cat and not a draft.
My bedroom is at the back of the house and the sun beams right on it in the morning up until about 12-1pm. So it’s very sunny and warm in my room of a morning. My cat when she was alive used to lay on the floor in the sun at my bedroom window in between the blinds 5-6 days of the week. The blind only ever moves from about 8am to 12pm then it goes completely still for the rest of the day and night. My dog also barks a hell of a lot at what seems at nothing during these hours, he’s in my yard outside my bedroom. As I understand dogs and other animals are a bit more sensitive at these sorts of things which adds to the possibility of it being my cat. A bit more stranger too, is the blind that moves is in the exact spot where she used to lie of a morning. Out of all the floor space for her to sit or lay in the sun she only ever did so in the one exact spot.
About two to three weeks ago I decided to show mum this blind movement for the first time to see what she reckons of it. She called my cats name and a few other things the blind began to pace faster. When she left the room the blind slowed down to its normal pace. The next morning the blind was moving again, out of disbelief and curiosity of the day before I decided to get out of bed and actually physically stop the blind moving to put the question out of my mind if it really is just a draft or something. Sure enough the blind didn’t move minutes afterwards. Approaching the third week after physically stopping the blind from moving it still hasn’t moved one little bit. Where I live we’ve had a few real windy days and the blind didn’t move during these windy days.
it probably sounds a bit silly but it’s too coincidental as the blind that moves is the exact spot where she layed. I’m quite satisfied that this is our beloved cat Takeah enjoying the sun again where used too when she was alive. I’m hoping the blind will start to move again as I’m missing it and hoping I didn’t scare her away when I physically stopped the blind. Also lovely stories by everyone else in this discussion!
My beloved cat William had to be put to sleep aged 16, and my heart broke. During the nights that followed we would here him meowing, and then three days after he died, I woke up in the morning, turned over, and there he was sitting next to me on the bed. My initial reaction was shock, I hid under the duvet! When I took a deep breath and came out of hiding he’d gone. I regret the way I reacted, because I wouldn’t want him to think I wasn’t delighted to see him! It was just quite alarming to realise I was seeing a ghost! I still miss him like crazy, 3 years on, but it is such a huge comfort to know wherever he is, he’s OK and no longer in pain.
When I lost my 13 year old Rott/Lab 3 years ago, some strange things happened around the house for a full year. I had an electric candle that would just turn itself on. I know that sounds hard to believe but I actually changed that candle out with another one and the same thing kept occurring. The electric candle was in a window that had a framed picture of her next to it. Every time it would come on it would bring a smile to my face and I would say hi to her. It lasted, as I said, for a full year and after the 1 year anniversary of her passing it stopped. I think she knew hw much I grieved for her and just helped me cope that first year. I still miss her and I wish that candle would turn on again.
This brung a sad smile to my face. The candle thing reminded me of my sister that passed and she did the same thing. Turned it off and found it back on… I got her msg. My heart dog left his msg by bumping my bed after his passing. I was deeply and extremely devastated when I lost him. Seek solace that you WILL be reunited with your love when the time comes.
My 5 year old English Bulldog named Gummi Bear (female) passed away on April 7, 2016 while I was on a cruise. I had received the devastating email on that day but didn’t see it until April 8th when the ship returned to port (disembarkation day) which als happened to be my birthday. I was devastated after reading the email sent by the boarding place which was also an animal hospital. I thought that boarding my babies Twinkie and Gummi Bear at a hospital would be the best thing in case of an emergency. They had mentioned that Gummi Bear had been outside doing her potty and was taken back to the kennel to eat her food. Approximately 45 minutes later a kennel attendant went back checking on everyone and she was down and had vomit next to her. Gummi Bear was given CPR, Chest Compressions for 10 minutes and was also given Adrenalyn but it didn’t work. They mentioned that when they tried to put a tube into her they noticed she had food in her throat and might have chocked when trying to vomit. I also found out that the Saturday before this final incident she had vomited and was ok but they kept an eye out for her. I finally saw her today since I arrived back home late from my cruise and they were closed. Nothing could ever prepare you for walking into a room and immediately see your pet dead. I hugged her, kissed her even though she was stiff and cold. Gummi Bear was my shadow, she followed me everywhere. I know some people might think I am selfish because at least Twinkie is ok but I just feel lonely right now without her. She was my body guard, I use to tell her that all the time since she was always by my side. I allowed Twinkie to smell her and hoped it would give her closure, not sure if it helped since she has been sleeping most of the day. I am hoping Gummi Bear appears to me, I need that since I wasn’t there when she died. She needed me and I wasn’t there for her, I will never forget that. The day before I took her to boarding I gave her a special treat since it was going to be her birthday 2 days after and I wasn’t going to be around, not knowing it would be her last one. My heart is bleeding and don’t know what to do at this point.
So, so sad Nancy, and whilst you weren’t there during Gummi Bear’s last moments, she knew you loved her and she loved you, and that’s really all that matters. My condolences and my thoughts are with you.
Kindest regards,
Andrew.
Andrew thank you for your kind words. I still cant believe it and I speak to Gummi Bear like if she was here with me. Twinkie has not been able to sleep a whole night and I have been getting her into my bed hoping it will minimize her feeling alone since they both slept together in a single doggie bed. I am now concerned about Twinkie since I can’t give her back who she needs. Twinkie seems nervous to be alone eating or walking around the back yard and I stay with her. Most of the time I have to feed her the food by hand or else she won’t eat. I have to leave for work in a few hours and I am scared leaving her since she has never stayed alone before. Do you have any words of advice on what I should do to comfort Twinkie during this process? I really hope Gummi Bear appears to both Twinkie and myself, we need it.
Hi again Nancy,
Not having been in the same situation as you, I don’t have any words of advice to offer, however, I did search online and found some sensible and thoughtful articles with some good information that you may find helpful. Hopefully they will be!
Help For Your Grieving Pet
Do Dogs Grieve When Another Dog Dies?
Dog in mourning: Helping our pets cope with loss
Wishing you and Twinkie all the best for the future.
Kind regards,
Andrew
Thanks Andrew, the information was very useful and I have already started to implement it. Believe it or not, I can already see some improvement in Twinkie’s behavior.
That’s excellent, my best wishes again for the future. Death is never easy and time never heals all wounds, though it does make things a little easier. Hang in there!
Hello Nancy, so sorry to read what happened to you :'(
The only thing I can think of, is to get Twinkie a new friend. May God be with you xxxxxx
I had my dog for 13 years he got hit buy a car and it killed me when he left us but i still feel him around abd my other dog acts like she is still playing with him time to time i feel good knowing other people know how i feel and what i am going throught
Our dog Maki passed away 3 days ago due to UTI and liver failure. Since then, I can’t help but cry when I think of him and when I am reminded of anything related to him. I’ve been morose, empty, and even numb (once in a while) for the past days. He was the brother I never had. Every morning I wake up and every night at bedtime, everything reminds me of him. It was so heartbreaking and painful that is why reading this article meant a lot to me. You don’t know how comforting and how secured I am feeling upon reading this. I myself experienced strange encounters with him after his passing like feeling a tiny pressure on my back, seeing him on the bed for a tiny second, seeing his shadow in the living room. My mom even heard a bark in the wee hours of the morning and she said she was sure it was Maki’s. Now, these encounters are justified. Thank you so much. I am relieved and comforted knowing that my baby boy’s spirit is just around. One day, when I am the one who needs to go, I hope his spirit will be the one to fetch me. But for now, I’m so glad that after proving after-death pet encounters I’ll still be able to talk to him knowing that his spirit is just at home or perharps follows me wherever I go.
I have a photo of my little poodle caught on home security camera a month after she passed
my cat Bagheera passed away in her sleep while I was at work one day. I asked he to wait before I left but I guess she couldn’t. I had her about 15 or 16 years ever since she was a kitten and she was feral to everyone else. I saw her many times and felt her on my bed, not as much now but every once in a while. I still miss her she was oh my cat and we had a very strong bond.
My 14 year old Yorkie would go outside every night at around 2 and come in a few hours later, his entire life. In Aug ’12 I went out to get him and watched in horror his little body being carried away by a great horned owl. The following year I moved to a nearby town where I still live. Almost every night around 2 am the calls of a great horned owl begin and continue for a few hours. I was horrified the first time I heard them and it continued to haunt me until recently. For reasons I cannot articulate, I wait up for him and am comforted. I want to believe that it’s JD, my little guy. Has anyone else had an experience similar to mine?
One of the homes that I lived in, in West Virginia, had a ghost dog. Many people, including myself, were nuzzled by this little dog. We would be setting around the dining room table and would feel this dog come up and nuzzle your leg. When you reached down to pet it, it wasn’t there. I would guess it to be a medium to large dog. Very friendly. Never did find out any history about the dog. Nobody seemed to remember a dog from the previous owner. You always knew when the dog was around. You would see people reach down to pet this dog, look down to see where it was then quickly look up with a confused look on their face. They wouldn’t say anything and I would tell them that they weren’t crazy. Then I would tell them about the ghost dog who lived with us. This dog made a believer out of a lot of people.
I truly believe that animals have souls. My religion teaches that all living things have soul and we can be rejoined with them in the spirit realm. I would have loved to have had visits from my dog, Frisky, after my parents had her euthanized. But I had gotten married and moved 1/2 way across the country. She never lived in my new house and probably didn’t find her way there. I doubt if she stayed around to visit my parents. They had her put down more due to convenience than anything else. I was gone and they didn’t have time for her. I’ve never really forgiven them for that. I was told after the fact, in a very casual way. They dropped her off at the vet’s and didn’t even stay with her. I hope she moved on quickly.
There is NO doubt they have souls!! My chi passed and everyday i catch him on video ecen playn w the dog i have now.. When we play w my dogs lazer an stuffed animals.. Even when i go in my bathroom my chi STILL follows me into the bathroom in an orb every single time.. Every single time i film he shows up n an orb plain as day!! I cldnt belv it.. The orbs n my house r to fast so i cant catch thrm on photographs but when i film i fast forward an rewind an then take a pic when i pause the orb i even went back ayear a lookd at all my videos and found him in all of them!! He passed august of 2014 an as of january of this year i just found all these orbs in my videos.. Its so surreal i cant belv it. I posted pics earlier on this site u should see them IT WILL MAKE U BELV they have souls!!! Its clear as day!! I wish u so much peace in your difficult times but i PROMISE u ur baby is still w u!! I knw its hard to belv i didnt belv it till i caught my baby on video every single day!! So belv me when i tell u your baby is still with you!!! Prays for u
My precious doggie, she died wagging her tail, in my arms, on a cold winter night before the snow piled high. How odd and beautiful and sad all at the same time. And precious so precious. I miss her. I want her back.
Two of my dogs that have passed let me know by bumping my bed at night when I was asleep! It woke me up as I’m attuned to vibrations (I’m deaf). I believe this very deeply that yes they are around us. We have to really be open to accepting their messages.
Our hearts have been broke once again by losing another family member. Our one and a half year old dog Trixie was taken to the vet for a basic procedure and mysteriously died when coming out of anesthetic. It was due to neglect and malpractice. With all that being said, my boyfriend and her had a unbelievable bond. He had rescued her from starvation; a horrible situation where the previous owners abandoned her and her playmate. the playmate did not survive but our little Trixie got thin enough to get through her cage that she and her roomie were trapped in. She made her way to us. She lived a great short life with us, but the guilt is unreal that I feel leaving her in the wrong hands. The night after she died, my boyfriend swore he heard her yelp at 2am in the morning (like she always did to go out to potty), and felt her lay by him. she always slept by us in our bed. it’s so terrible i want her to be free and happy!
I have had various animals come to see me after they died. When I was very ill in hospital two years ago I saw the animals I lost over the years standing around me in a semi circle. Some I could see clearly others were hazy. My Doberman Bismark stayed with me for about a week after I got home and accompanied me on my first tentative trips around the neighbourhood.
Hello Sabine .my name is Antonio .i got really moved by your comments.we had to euthanized our two babies german shepherds samba5years old and yunni 7.within a year it’s bern really hard especially because we didn’t have time to heal from our first dog death..my wife and myself we have heard samba crying like when he was hungry it’s been a few times already since you have that experience with your deceased beloved pets I would love to read more from you how can u manage to navigate through such experience thank you
A few years ago I lost my beloved, fierce little Scottish Terrier “Maggie”, killed by a car. A few nights later I dreamt that she jumped up onto the bed with me, cuddling up and wagging her tail. I pet her, brushing off a fine layer of dirt from her fur that I knew was from her grave. I was perfectly aware that she was dead; I could feel the grains of dirt, and the texture of her fur. A few nights later I had a similar dream. And nothing since. I’m convinced that she came back for those few moments to bid me good-bye. She was my last dog. I’ve had many pets since – but I simply could never bring myself to get another dog…
Hi, I had a border collie/bearded collie cross boy named Hamish. When he finally had to be euthanised August last year (he was 2 months off 15 years old), he had a terrible passing at the vet clinic. Young, inexperienced vet nurses and the vet, too. It was a weekend and they were on skeleton staff for some reason. The experience upset me so much; I could not get past it, even though I have two other rough collies. Poor Hamish did not deserve the terrifying finish to his life. He fought so hard against the people holding him down, it was so unfair, and I was not allowed to help. Two months later, I started having a dog pressing against the back of my legs, at least 3 times a week, quite insistent, and then a push against the small of my back. Each time I thought it was one of my other collies but they were never near me at the time. One day I read an article by an Indian medicine man about ‘after death’. He said if your loved one had had a difficult passing and could see that you were still caught in that awful time, the loved one (human or animal) would endeavour to get to you to let you know that they were okay. When I read that, in that instant I knew that it was Hamish coming to tell me to stop worrying, he was fine. Since that time there has been no visitation. He has gone. He is happy that I am happy now – although I cry as I write this. I will never forget him and I hope that one day I will be reunited with all my animals. If they are not where I go, I want to be where they are!
My furbaby Gizmo died suddenly in Jan. She was sick and released by the vet and died the next day. I was devastated. I had to leave for work and she died right after I left for work. I felt terrible that she had died alone. A couple nights after she passed I was laying in bed half asleep with my two other furbabies. One weighs 22lbs, one 7 lbs and Gizmo was 12lbs. They all had their spots on the bed that they sleep. As I was laying there I felt Gizmo laying behind my knees and then got up walk around my feet at the foot of the bed to my left side and laid next to me. (She was a perfect spooner). I got up to let my big dog out and went back to bed. Once again, Gizmo walked around me and laid next to me. By the weight, the places she walked and laid down, I knew it was Gizmo coming to see me one last time. It hasn’t happened since that one time. I believe she came to tell me goodbye.
A couple of years ago, our cat, Tigger was hit on the road. 1st one in 24 years. Tigger was a character. Out of all of the other cats and dogs here on the farm, he was the only one that figured out he could go around the other side of the house to an unused door, to have his daddy let him in. He’d call and scratch the door. A day after we lost him, we hear this tapping sound at this same door. There it was, a tiny goldfinch, pecking on one of the 9 windows in the door. I walked over to it and it just stayed there looking at me.
For 2 weeks, that bird would come pecking at that door. It would follow me from room to room, looking in the window at me. It even found me upstairs in the bedroom, looking in the window! I knew after it’s 2nd visit that this was Tigger letting us know he’s ok. He stayed for about 2 weeks, then never came back. We were in amazement to have witnessed this.
About 12 years ago we lost our dog Tasha, she would always lay in the bedroom door ways facing the living room or kitchen, after her passing my daughter and I both would see glimpses of her laying there when we would walk by. That lasted a couple of weeks! Then 3 weeks ago I lost my precious papillon Haley, she was 12. That night I was laying in bed watching TV and I noticed a tiny red light shining at me from the closet, when I got up to see what it was, it was a little red sequin on her Christmas dress that I had hanging in the closet, of course I started crying and when I got back in bed I could feel her laying next to me!! 🙁 My mom had a dog named Brandy who always slept with her and the night after she passed my mom felt her jump up on the bed!! So yes I do believe that our precious furbabies come back to visit us!!
Our dear 14 year old English Shepard, Annie Mae, was always our trail hound. She loved hiking with us as much as we did. She was born with hip displasia, and by learning this early, we were able to treat her and help her continue to be active until she was about 11, when it was clear she could not do more than neighborhood walks, and that diminished to just getting into the yard… hopefully.
Three weeks after she crossed, we were hiking with a group. I was at the end, herding cats, so to say, when I felt the brush of fur on my leg. Startled, I looked up to see Annie running ahead. She looked back, telling me she was healthy again, went around a bend in the trail, and was gone. I only wish my wife had experienced that as well.
And if not mentioned elsewhere in this blog, please read “The Art of Racing in the Rain”. We look forward to seeing her again, whatever form she returns into our lives.
Back in the 1970’s when my Parents and 2 brothers and I still lived in University Park in Dallas, TX, our pets were mostly cats. We had a Siamese cat named “Fancy”, and believe me the name fit. We had her for several years and she liked to sleep on our beds at night.
She picked up a habit of climbing up a tree onto the garden wall. She would then walk up to the tile roof and jump up on the window ledge and wait there until someone saw her and went to open the window to let her in, especially while we watched TV in the upstairs “Living Room”.
One day as my parents and I were driving off to somewhere with the 2 brothers, I happened to glance out the rear window and saw Fancy go down into one of the street drains. It was a cold and snowy day. When we returned to the house later that evening, we waited for Fancy to return. We never saw her again. I think she got killed somewhere down under the streets.
A few days later while I was watching TV in the aforementioned upstairs living room, I sensed something at the window that Fancy used to come in through. I looked but there was nothing there. This happened several more times for several more days. I never saw her but I kept sensing her presence. It got so strong that finally as the presence of Fancy once came to the outside of the window, I opened it and said, “Okay, I hear ya. Come on in.”
I was immediately enveloped with a feeling of peace and joy. The incident never happened again, so I felt that Fancy finally did come home. Once she did, she went on to that Other Place.
I truly believe our furry friends do come back from the Rainbow Bridge to visit us let us know they are all right on the other side. It’s happened each time our beloved dogs have all passed. We love German Shepherd Dog’s my sister and I have had 5 between us over the last 26 years. The last 3 all have visited us nocturnally either the night they passed or the next night when they had been cremated. Our first was Carli a long haired German Shepherd girl she use to sleep in the hallway in front of a big brown built in cupboard which was located in front of my sister Kim’s bedroom. She slept their protecting my sister every day and night. Carli had bad arthritis in her front leg had it as a puppy by the time she was old she was walking on 3 legs use to hold up her bad leg. So laying down was a bit of an effort she use to plop herself down make a plopping sound as she hit the cupboard door that would make a banging sound too. The night she passed we all went to bed heart broken my sister shut her bedroom door as I did. Everything was quiet when all of the sudden my sister and I were awoken by that familiar sound of Carli laying down the plop as she lay down then the familiar bang on the cupboard door just like Carli had done so many nights before as she put herself to sleep. We both jumped up out of bed and said did you hear that or did I imagine it 2 people in the house hearing the same thing was not a mistake . Carli we believe came back home that night she was just letting us know she was ok. Then Kim got Maximus our gorgeous big boy lived till 12 years old. In the end he had DM – Degenerative Myelopathy which rendered them paralyzed / numb in the back legs and down the spine lucky it isn’t painful. The day after he passed my sister and I were standing quietly talking in front of a cupboard full of photo frames of Maximus and his soul mate my dog Maddie in them. Everything was quiet just chatting about him when a photo frame with a photo of Maximus comes flying across us landing face up infront of our feet. This was just plain weird bizarre. As the book shelf had a lip on the wòod on the cupboard could just have slide or fallen off. You would have to have lifted it up over the lip of the wood. Then I made a Thank you card for our Vet to thank him for all the care he provided to Maximus. We had put the card standing up on a dresser we were going about our business in the kitchen when it came flying off the dresser landing face up again. But the dresser was a foot wide had to get off of that and landed a metre away face up on the floor ? Another spooky coincidence. That night my beloved Maddie my German Shepherd Dog who was Maximus partner he was her soul mate looked down the passage at the spot where Maximus used to sit and sleep. She was laying around when all of the sudden she sat up very rigid like a bolt of lightening looking at the exact same spot where Maximus use to lay. She was transfixed like in a trance just stared like she’d seen a ghost… did she see something we couldn’t or didn’t see ???. The funny thing was my sister said in Maximus ear as he passed you’ll never leave me. Now 6 weeks ago Maddie passed she was 13.7 years old outlived Maximus by 2 years. I was rushed to hospital the night she passed I was so sick I thought I’d miss Maddie coming home like Carli and Maximus had. When I eventually came home from hospital I listened nothing. Then a few days later I walked into the spare room which has Maddie’s leads and collars hanging up on the back of the door on hooks. I walked in and Maddie’s collar fell in front of my feet on to the floor I put it back up thinking nothing of it. A few minutes later I re entered the room and Maddie’s personalised lead with her name on it fell on the floor in front of my feet. This was no coincidence this was her favourite lead I used a lot for walkies with her. Her collar and lead falling in front of my feet was too much she was trying to tell me she had both her legs back and wanted to go walkies with me. Forgot to tell you Maximus and Maddie both had DM – Degenerative Myelopathy in the end it robs them of mobility they couldn’t walk unaided let alone run. She was telling me she had her 4 legs back running free again and wanted to go for a walk with me. She also loved to sit in that spare room and one night my sister went in to get something from our spare fridge and she felt the presence of a dog and felt the light brush of her body and hair on her leg. That same week as Maddie couldn’t walk well she use to throw plop herself down heavily on the floor making a noise…I heard her plop herself down on the floor outside my bedroom as she use to sleep there every night. Maddie was home again too. Anyone who can explain this please do but I do believe once they pass and the night our dogs were cremated they all returned back home to us. I believe one day we will be reunited with all our beloved dogs that have passed they are waiting patiently for us on the Rainbow Bridge. They may be in our heart now but one day we will all be reunited together forever.
I lost both of my dogs in the fall of 2011 to lymphoma. My Golden Retriever was only 8, but had been suffering from epilepsy since he was 2 yrs old. My Duck Toller Mackenzie was only 7 and had been previously a healthy happy boy. My wife and I were devastated beyond belief when it happened. We got another Duck Toller and we love him dearly. We never had an experience with seeing our deceased boys for the first year. We had them both cremated and we keep their ashes in a spare bedroom. After a year had passed we would get bumped in the legs in the kitchen, and we would see the red hair of a Duck Toller. Thinking he was our boy, we never gave it much thought, until we noticed him sleeping at the other end of the kitchen. Ever since, we would catch glimpses of him and hear his nails clicking on the floor going down the hallway. The other day I was at the fridge, and felt a dog bump me. I almost tripped and fell on him, but managed to stop myself. I watched him go down the hall into the dark, as plain as day. His tail was up and wagging. I told my wife, the dog’s ready for bed, come see. I turned the light on and no dog. My wife pointed back to the other end of the kitchen, and there was our dog fast asleep. We have never seen our Golden, but he was so sick for so long, that he must have been ready to go. Our Toller wasn’t. We both find it comforting that after 5 years since his death, he’s still here to comfort us.
I thought I was going mad just there, was getting up off the sofa to go to bed and I see my phone charger lead (which was hanging off the coffee table at the side of the sofa) move as if my pet kitten (who was run over just a few days ago) was playing with it. The sofa is at least a foot apart from the coffee table so I knew it couldn’t have been because of me getting off it, and earlier I could have sworn to the heavens I heard him meow as I was out back taking my cigarette, as he would have when I went out late at night calling on him. We also lost a pet pup just 4 days afterwards, and that day as we were out listening and looking for her me and my mum could have swore we heard her bark after we called her name, although at that point we didn’t know she had been knocked down after getting out during the night we kept calling. My mum and I also found it VERY strange they both should get knocked down so close to each other, yeah accidents do happen but with 4 days between both deaths is quite strange.
To Roxy: That was a “visitation” dream you had (head felt hard). I had to put my 15 year old Lola (Westie) to sleep two night ago (cancer). I have had a sign from my Mom, who passed in October, and who watched my dog during the daytime, while I was at work. I have seen two other dogs of mine. Hang in there. xo
Hi Lolabelle, that is really comforting to know as I’ve been hoping to get a sign from him, does this mean he has not crossed over yet? Thank you for letting me know and I still miss him so much, I’m really grateful for your reply as you are also having a difficult time now.
Hi, Roxy. I think he’s crossed over but I think he can visit you, either in a dream – as you’ve experienced – or in person. I saw both of my two previous dogs on more than one occasion. I was so anxious/depressed about going home after work yesterday (first time since it happened) but once I got inside I felt very comfortable, as though she was still there, and I believe she is. I asked her not to do anything that would frighten me, but I have asked her to make her presence known, whenever it’s convenient for her! I have had visitation dreams involving both my parents and yes, you can “feel” them, as you felt his head. That doesn’t happen with a “normal” dream. : )
Roxy, what I’m trying to say is I don’t believe that they only stay around us for a little while after they pass. I think they can come back to visit whenever they want. Sometimes we’ll be aware of it and other times, if we’re preoccupied, we might not. I hope I have a visitation dream with Lola soon. : )
Hi Lolabelle, I’m really happy to hear from you again! It is really encouraging and I do believe every single word you said is true! I’m still hoping to catch a glimpse of my beloved Twinkle and sincerely wish that you will be able to meet Loia soon too. 🙂 You are such a kind soul Lolabelle.
My husband and I went to our secret place in the canyon to dig a grave for our sweet doggie who was stolen from us by cancer in December. We couldn’t bury her then because the ground had already frozen. Saturday we finally were able to drive to our special place where we spent so many days of her life hiking and camping and fishing and foraging. When we arrived at the campground my husband went for a walk and I sat with Tessa’s favorite stuffed animal and her picture and I asked her to show me the spot she wanted to be laid in. In my mind we walked all together along the river bank with our dog out in front of us until we came upon a certain spot under a tall cottonwood tree, in the tall grass, next to the river where we she would play in an certain eddy. I knew this was the place she wanted us to find. I described it to my husband when he returned and he said it sounded a lot like the place he thought was the spot in his own mind. The next day we started our hike with our shovels and I could picture her in all the spots she loved to sniff and play along the way. When we got closer to the area we left the trail and headed towards the river. We split up and he went one way and I went another. When I got to the river I turned and started walking down river and when I came around the corner I saw my husband standing in the exact spot that I had seen in my mind. I told him “I think this is the place Tessa wants to be buried”. He said he had been thinking of a spot close by but not this spot, but he told when he got here he knew this was the spot too! The point of this story is to let others know that our pets often come to us and communicate in ways that are not obvious. I believe that our special dog, our only child, led us to this particular spot. There are miles of river along which we could have picked a spot, but somehow we both found this place, each on our own, without the other to guide us. Yet here we ended up in the spot she wanted us to find. We set upon our task and before long we had it complete. We sat awhile and talked and cried. And then I looked up and saw in my mind two old people walking hand and hand, carefully stepping over fallen trees, walking this way. I knew it was me and my husband coming to visit the grave of our special Tessa doggie in the distant future. Next week we will line Tessa’s grave with green grass and the first of the springs flowers and we lay her down in her final resting place with the ashes of her best doggie friend and those of my mother. We will say our final farewells and spend the day by her grave remembering her beautiful amazing life and the joy she brought us everyday of her life.
I deeply believe that our pets do visit us. We just need to ask for what we need of them and they will do their very best to tell us – it is up to us to hear them.
Blessing to all who have loved and lost their precious pets. Peace to you, and to them.
My puppy only six months old died 2 days ago. My husband and I are so devastated. I feel lonely and empty without my baby. He was more than a puppy but more like a child. When he passed I held him for an hour or two talking to him and telling him how much we love and miss him already. This morning my husbands and I smelled him in our bedroom. It is a distinct smelled he had everytime we let him outside to play. I was so confused but a little relieved thinking maybe he visited us. All the while thinking maybe we might be crazy. I miss him so much. And the pain is unbearable. I just wish I could hold Buddy one more time. I hope I can get a sign or dream that he’s okay and in a better place. All of your stories give me a glimpse of hope.
Lisa & Romel
Lisa, I’m so sorry for your loss. Our dogs are like our children, so we know how much it hurts when you lose them. We lost our dog in 2011, we didn’t see him for over a year, but then he’s shown himself ever since. We both see him, feel him brush against us, and yesterday he barked at me like he always did when he greeted us. It sounds like Buddy is letting you know that he’s there and hes ok.At first I thought I was just thinking I saw our dog. but we have both seen him at the same time, so that’s a good sign that it’s really happening. The fact that both of you experienced that is confirmation that he’s there.
At my parents house where I grew up there were two Labradors that we had as pets. We had a yellow Labrador, Jake, and a black Labrador, Sam. We adopted Jake for Sam to have as a companion and to keep him going because he was getting very old. One thing about Jake is that he liked to hop to bed to bed to different family members beds at night. Sadly, Jake passed before Sam due to him getting ahold of a poisoned mouse that our neighbor was trying to kill that ran into our yard. After Jake passed, we would feel the end of our beds creek down as if Jake was there. We would also hear doglike foot steps and chains clink-like noises throughout the house. Sam eventually passed at the age 15 years and that’s when everything stopped. It was as if Jake stayed around until his buddy was ready to go. I feel like Jake stayed around for Sam to live as long as he could for the both of them.
Seven years ago, my 13 year old dog, Blarney, had to be put down. I was absolutely devastated. I spent the day crying on and off. I decided to get out of the house and went up to Target. Just as I was walking to the door I felt I had a look to the right and there was a green RAV4 with a license plate that said LuckyPup. The comfort I felt from that alone was just amazing. As I held him in my arms, I had asked him to let me know he was okay. He truly did. Just writing this down brings tears to my eyes….
Our dog Sam, a collie retriever cross would always lie across the bottom of the stairs to sleep once we were all in bed, I always like to think it was his way of protecting us while we slept, nothing was going to climb those stairs without him knowing it , once we had all turned in for the night ,Sam would then lie down with a thump, and give a loud sigh, to this day I still occasionally hear him doing just that, but it,s not a frightening experience at all, I feel comforted.
Sam died in my arms, and I still remember the way he looked at me before he died, he was 10 years old
i lost my dog 2 days ago,but until now im stil so sad and not accept it,I just want to know is my dog happy now? i listen many time ring of small bell like he use in his neck, is he give me a sign that he still around us after he die? how to healing my deeply broken heart cause he die?please help me.Thank you.
I lost my lovely old dog August last year; in October he was back rubbing against me, trying to let me know he was okay. Don’t worry, you will definitely hear his bell again!! xxx
Great posts!
I have not seen or heard my sheltie who we had to cross over. I hope she is not pissed at me. I could not stand to see her suffer. I miss her every day.
Sorry for your loss Lee. I doubt that she’s pissed at you. I believe it depends on whether or not they were ready to leave, if you see them or not. When we lost both our dogs, the older Golden we had, had been suffering from epilepsy for many years. He was tired and I think ready to go. We haven’t seen him at all. The younger dog we had was healthy and happy until he got cancer. Him we see regularly.
Rick
I rescued a mare many years back.
This mare and I had a special bond.
When she died, I had a dream I had taken her to the Rainbow Bridge.
The first horse I rode after she died I had an anxiety attack…
That is, until I heard her EXACT hoofbeat right beside me.
I don’t need someone to tell me she came to check on me. I KNOW she did.
:3
I had to make the agonizing heart-wrenching decision 5 days ago to let my 18 year old toy poodle, Pebbles, cross the Rainbow Bridge. I’ve been a crying mess off/on since. I can’t imagine the rest of my life without by best friend. I’m so broken hearted.
Here’s a poem I found today that made me cry worse, but praying its true.
I’ll Meet You In The Light
I know that you can’t see me,
But trust me I’m right here.
Although I’m up in heaven,
My love for you stays near.
So often I see you crying,
Many times you call my name.
I want so much to lick your face
And ease some of your pain.
I wish that I could make you see
That Heaven indeed is real.
If you could see me run and play
How much better you would feel.
But our loving God has promised me
That when the time is right,
You’ll step out of the darkness and
Meet me in the light
I feel your pain ‘ 3 weeks ago today I buried my Maltese ‘she was my heart and soul and even though I rescued her six years ago the truth is she saved me . I’ve cried every day and it’s hard to not be next to her ! I started reading the bible because I was desperate for answers and I think God used this to bring me into the light even though I’ve expected Jesus as my savior I think this is gods way of explaining things to me . I believe in my heart I will se her again and there won’t be a day that goes by that I don’t think of her ‘ I love her she was my angel . I think God is watching over them
I am so so sorry to read about the loss of your beloved pet. Your poem is so lovely. My sincere condolences.
My beloved pomeranian I have had since he was 8 weeks old passed away at 12 years old unexpectedly 2 weeks ago on the 9th of June, I had to take him into the vet with no’special day’ or warning or preparation. About 6 days later, I was turning on his nightlight by his bed like I always did for him, and I felt him there. I got still and closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. His 10 year old roommate, my little pom female came racing into the room and started looking from place to place, corner to corner, door to door and was so upset I had to give her a tranquilizer (the rx kind you use for dog anxiety in thunder storms) to calm her down, as she was hyperventilating she was so excited. I think he came to say good bye for 2 days, as on the third night she was back to normal and I did not feel his presence anymore. I miss him every minute of every day.
I lost my Maltese a little over a month ago and the day she passed I saw a rainbow and remembered the covenant God made with Noah! Have faith you will see your little one again
Thank you Jim! Sorry your lost your pup as well; hardest thing ever. Love the rainbow 🙂
I am beyond devasted on June 9th I had to rush my english bulldog to the vet. Brief history on Elvis I have had him since he was 12 weeks old my husband surprised me with him. He had just turned 11 years old on Feb. 7 and his yearly check up was May 7 and he was in great health. As my vet rushed us in on an emergency they ran tests and they came back and told me he was in heart failure and they found a large mass on his lungs. This was a shock since I he never had any issues and nothing was detected. My vet explained that he was suffering and even with the best help I could get him he did not have much longer. that night i made the decision to put him down. Elvis would usually fight to get out of the vet’s office but that night he didn’t fight he layed on the blanket they gave us I said a very long goodbye kissed every part of him and held his paw as it happened. Elvis and I had such a bond I had never even had anything remotly like that. I feel like I let him down without giving him a shot at fighting this but he looked like he was ready and everyday for the last 3 weeks i doubt myself and feel I should have tried. I got his ashes back and we talk to them everyday. I pray for a sign that he is happy and I made the right decsion for him but nothing. The only thing that happened was the morning after he passed I was up early just in shock sitting on my chair, my front door opened. assuming it was my husband coming in from work I didnt pay attention my 2 little dogs went running but the door never shut they were just sitting there I got up and went outside my husbands car was not home looked around no one was there and I found it odd that my other bulldog did not run out as he would normally. I am hoping that was a sign he was coming in and making his grand apperance as Elvis normally did. I wear some of his ashes around my neck his bed is still in my room and all I hope is for a sign from him that he is still with me somehow. for 11 years we never left each others side I am beyond devasted and this has been the roughest 3 weeks of my life. Emotions I never knew I had hoping for just one sign one stinky kiss a push to scratch his butt I’m not at peace yet and don’t think I will ever until I know he is ok sounds crazy right? he is just so missed a piece of my heart went with him June 9 and I don’t understand why he has not given me anything yet. I love you Elvis man you are my heart stinky kisses to heaven you are missed so much on earth
I lost my beloved 12 year old boy on June 9th as well, Jennifer. He was a wedding gift from my husband, born in Feb 2004. It is so heartbreaking, especially when it was so sudden and unexpected. I had no time to process it or say goodbye, other than the vet appt. I think your Elvis came by that day you felt him, and he knows how much you love him. It sounds like you made the right choice to let him go peacefully and without suffering, and while he was still pain-free enough to feel you with him. Letting them go is the final act of love we can offer them. I am so sorry for your loss. I am not sure if peace comes to us, but hopefully it will become less painful. Blessings to you xo
it’s amazing how much our stories are so similar and the dates Elvis was born feb 7 2005 and was also a gift from my husband. (I actually wanted him so bad) I seen all the puppies from the breeder that day and I knew he was the one. My guilt is like your it happened so quick at the Vet’s I thought he had another bad stomach thing and it was going to cost hundreds in meds (which through the years a vet visist with elvis was never just a normal one lol ). I knew in my heart for a week he was off something just was not right I had him at the vet in the middle but they summed it up as he may have been a little depressed since we had just moved into our new house on June 1 his belly was not big like it got the day before he passed. But I knew something big was going to happen I just could not put my finger on it. I guess if I knew that he had cancer and had heart failure prior to that day I would have known he was sick and would have prepaired myself but I had to make a choice. They vet said they would give him something for his heart and take him home and get him to a specialist about the mass my vet could not even help me really with ether it was to far gone and they did say I was only buying him maybe a day or two. Elvis is older than my own children he started our little family I always said he was my child and I would give him my heart if he needed it but in this case I couldn’t. I am so sorry about your lose as well we said goodbye and 2 great angels were made June 9 and could be buddies that brought us together. I hope for a sign and that he knows where to find us since he only lived here 9 days before he passed. I am afraid he can not find us since he may not know this house yet.
On Fathers day, June 19th I lost my beautiful Turkish van cat Toby, he was a real fun filled young cat. By all vet accounts, healthy and very happy. I adopted him when he was a year old. He had many regular vet checks, and was very active. I came home early evening, he seemed normal, I said I’ll fed you in a minute turk, and sat to catch my breath after a long drive. He started washing and fell over, with a shudder he stopped breathing. I did CPR, for 45 minutes, and rushed him to emergency clinic, and while driving, did CPR. To no avail. He passed just before his 4th year with me. I can’t tell you the shock and sorrow. Even with all the vet checks in the world, some cats have hidden cardiomyopathy and they can throw a blood clot, and be gone in seconds. I have lost so many wonderful pets to old age, and complications thereof, but this was a horrible shock. Next morning, after not sleeping, just crying, I got up to see the kitchen curtain pulled down, I said, Ok, Toby I got the message. He would pull that down when I did not feed him fast enough. That curtain is not easy to get down, even in a earthquake we had here a few weeks ago, it did not fall. I even have a video of him mad at me and pulling the curtain down when his dinner was late. I walk to a neighbors house who is in poor health each morning, and Toby would go with me. Then get his belly rubbed, I feel him so strong those mornings I go up the hill, like I am going to trip over him. Let me tell every pet parent, they do come to visit. BTW, he passed on my dad’s birthday, and my dad was a huge cat lover………..Happy Birthday Dad, take care of Toby, and don’t let him get into too much trouble………….Anne Harris Esc, Calif
sorry for your loss of Toby. I lost my bulldog after 11 years a little over a month ago and each day is a new emotion. the past few day’s I can’t get it together. I keep thinking of the same thing as to when he layed down next to me as i held him and he closed his eyes as he was put down. I have never had to put a pet down being Elvis was my “first” dog. it was sudden and not expected that day I took him in. I just keep thinking i should have took him and tried as I was told I was sparring him less than a week. and he was overly a healthy dog had a perfect check up on May 7 and by June 9 he was in heart failure and they found a huge mass on his lungs which was never spotted before. As much as you trust your vet and keeping your pets healthy they were not checking for these things and I had no clue. I wish I could get this imagine out of my head but for some reason the past few days I can’t I do not know what this means I wish I did. I loved when you said they do come to visit. I’m waiting for mine. I talk to his ashes to give me sign I look everywhere waiting i thought our bond in life was big enough where I would feel him. I want to know he is fine and not mad as I know pet’s don’t know life and death like we do. I’m hoping he is here in spirit watching over us.
I hope your are comforted in knowing, like me, you did all you could do. Your dear friend had a full, and loving life. Even my Toby did not have a long life, he had a loving and full one. Just keep your heart open, and he will let you know he will come for a visit from time to time. I find that my deceased friends with fur, visit, see we are well, and move on. They are on the best side of life. We must have faith in that, as a person of faith, I recall Jesus saying that his Father in heaven knows when a sparrow falls, he knows. Why would he need to “know”? Because, our promise is to have our “hearts desire”, for those who love Him! What else would we want? Our loved ones, our pets, and friends, who have passed. I found the best medicine for me was to go to the local pound, and adopted a 5 year old Maine Coon. This little guy needs love, food, and a stable home. Now he’s got one. Is there a better way to honor their memory? Get the thought in your head and heart, adopt! Your pain will lessen, you will be busy worrying about your new friend. I know that vet checks are simple and brief. I found out that Turkish Vans with this condition seldom live past 5. He was 3 weeks from 5. It is the same for humans as well. How many times you hear about a young healthy person involved with sports, drops dead on the football field? More often than we like. Just love you departed friend, pray about adoption, and move forward to help another animal that needs you as much as you need him, or her. I will keep you in my daily prayers, and just wait, you’ll feel that presence and rejoice when you do… Blessings and new friends, forever, Anne
i would really consider adopting an english bulldog. i can not believe there are so many in need of homes. however Elvis was our alpha I also have a boston who grew up with elvis he will be 11 this year and we have his son half french bulldog/boston. he will be 6. He was an aggressive dog through the years always going after only his dad but i found since elvis passed he has become more aggressive. I took control and put him on medication and went on with training. there were no rules in my home since elvis basically made them and kept the little ones in line. however i reclaimed the alpha in my pack and learned that they need a stable and balanced life without elvis. it has kept me busy but i so wish elvis left me lessons. I am not a “alpha” I am the warm and caring with my dogs and kids. its a life changing event. the more I read and take control it has been pleasant. no fights in the past 2 weeks since about 3 weeks ago my dogs started fighting i broke it up and needed 10 stiches. I can only hope elvis is by my side training me as well as comforting me in this time. I miss him so much i feel like i had not time to morn since my other dog acted up. i trust you saying they do come and check. I kind of knew he was ready that day but I wasn’t dont think I will ever be the same since he took a piece of my heart on June 9 and its amazing how god gives us strength when we need it. I am hoping since he was ready to go he is running free of pain and is with his brother. I miss him I can not wait for the sign of his presence to comfort me and to know he is okay
sir I have recently lost my pet cat she was killed by street dogs she now only left her four kittens should I accept she will be watching her baby kittens???
Of course, just remember she now counts on you to care for them. And find them great homes. I think all passing events happen for a reason. A reason we will not know in this world. But watch over her babies, and I am so sorry, such a horrible experience to know your beloved pet died like that. Maybe someone should notify animal control, before these dogs next victim is a child, or elderly person. This happens more often than you know. Maybe her horrible death will be to bring attention to this situation.
June 25th 2016 I had to have put to sleep my 17 yr 7 month old Poodle Pom mix . She had developed congestive heart failure and was having heart attacks and seizures , her vet said she fought a great battle . She was also blind . My attachment to her was so strong she didn’t want to leave me . it was by far the hardest thing in my 57 yrs of live to go through . And I have been thru a lot ! I have a cat who has been with us 2 yrs and a german shepherd who has been with us for 4 yrs . Before her passing for months they both watched over her . When I put her to bed with me , the cat would jump in her bed , and when she was in her bed the shepherd was laying beside her bed . Now that she is gone , the Shepherd sleep with me in her place almost , and she nor the cat will go near her bed , the cat will creep up on the bed but will not get in the bed , my lil girls there I can feel it . I think that they know she is there sleeping . I had her cremated and she is in a nice box next to my bed at night , my Shepherd will sniff her box before going to sleep , as if she were checking on her . then she lays down near me . It breaks my heart . I have cried so much I feel my tears drown me at times . I know my cat and shepherd are grieving her too . The shepherd is nervous and is losing hair , she is breaking down , she was not eating right , nor am I . She whines a lot as she looks at Princess’s bed … we know she is here , until we can let her go I suppose .
Hello there,
Very interesting. Sometimes, we amaze about spirits but, who are you? Do you think you have a spirit inside of your body or you are a spirit? In my experience, we don’t have something inside… we are. And we have this body. When you talk and feel, is you.. the spirit. Not your tongue, or your brain. This is what happens with every single being in this planet. Bodies are matter ONLY. And they are very mechanical. If YOU are not in YOUR BODY, be sure you couldn’t think or move this body. When you DIE (really you don’t die, because souls are immortal) you leave this body and you start being around (depends in what emotion are) or choose other body…. this is what is called reincarnation. 🙂
I had a Chihuahua named Chubaca (Chewy) that I got in 2000. He was only about 10 lbs. Not having any kids, he was my pride and joy. We knew each other very well. If I was sleeping and he wanted to go out, he’d shake his fur to wake me up, then I’d turn on the lamp so he could see to jump off the bed using his steps I bought him. I’d take him to work with me and he’d lay on his pillow as I worked. Everyone enjoyed his visits. I Retired In 2010 and we spent a lot more time together then ever before. In July of 2013, he developed a bad sore on his hip. I took him to the vet, and they said it was cancer and treatment would be very expensive. With in 60 days, I had to put him to sleep. This really tore me up. Every night, I’d pray and worry if he was alright. Dec. 28, something said to me, I’m alright and doing well, don’t be sad, we will be together again. I’m sure it was him and it releaved me very much. I still miss him and get tearful, only because I can’t see him or touch him. I know he is with me every night and every day. Our joy will be overwhelming the day we see each other again.
Hi Chris I really feel your pain. I am hoping that as your post was several weeks ago that razor sharp pain has subsided somewhat. I have no doubt at all about the validity of your experience with Chewy’s “visit” on December 28. I have had similar. As I put in my post, I think these beloved animals exist in another dimension after they leave this world. Personally I am longing to join my beautiful animals that have precedeased me. It is comforting to know they are still here, just in a different way. Blessings, and I hope another lucky little critter has found his/her way into your home, or will do soon, because you have so much love to give. There are so many who need us. All the very best, Alice.
The disappearance of my 1 year old Tortie “Little One” has been tough, to say the least. When I couldn’t resist bringing her home at 5 weeks old, she made my 4th kitty.
She loved lounging in the flower bed or driveway with Harley and Whitey. Then in the late afternoon of June 13th, when I called for them to come inside, the 2 boys came in but Little One was nowhere in sight. Thinking she was being her little stinker self, I was able to remain calm and told myself she’d come in when SHE was ready. That was over 2 months ago. Believe me, I made signs, checked shelters, talked to numerous neighbors, walked a million miles calling her name, even paid a pet finding service, but absolutely nothing. In fact, I still go out every night/morning and walk the area. I told myself I’d rather know she was dead. At least there would be some sort of closure which would allow me to move forward. It’s the not knowing that can make you crazy!. Then 3 nights ago, while sweeping my front porch near a favorite lounging place, I turned around and there in the darkness was the silhouette of a dark colored cat, paws outstretched, just watching me. At first, I thought it was my inside cat, Mojo, and stood above the cat calling out “Mojo is that you?? Mojo is that YOU???”. The silhouette then stood, turned and vanished into nothingness. Confused, I dashed into the house to find Mojo sleeping peacefully on my bed. I ran back outside hoping for another glimpse and there, at the end of the walkway, I watched that same silhouette pass THROUGH the gate leading into the alley. Then, just last evening upon arriving home, Harley passed in front of me racing for the front door (wet food time), and there, following close behind, was the silhouette of a dark colored kitty once again! WOW!! These 2 sightings, within days of one another, had me reeling. Somehow, I felt they were far too real to dismiss. Intently motivated, today I googled the subject and found herein a wealth of information through others’ experiences. I did not find however, anyone whose experience parallels mine as it would be helpful to know how they worked through the sadness. My practical side continues to question if what I saw.was real for 2 basic reasons. The first being…. well…… cat.ghosts, REALLY???
and secondly, it would have meant my worst fears had in fact been realized. Still, the battle raging inside my head has half of me believing that her visit was to let me know she’s OK, that she loves me, and it’s OK to stop the search. The other half still doubts the reality of it all and that my emotions and desperate desire to have her home simply created the visions. So how am I doing today? Wanting, needing answers and crying like a fool.
I lost my beloved chihuahua, Conchita, on July 29 to lymphoma. She was 12 1/2 and I loved her so very much. In the three weeks since her passing, I have heard paws on the hardwood floor. I got up thinking it was her brother, Pepito. But he was in another room asleep. I heard Pepito scratching on my bedroom door one night to come in, but when I opened the door, nothing. I found Pepito in another room in his bed. I heard scratching at the back screen door. I was sitting on the patio and got up to let Pepito out. But the back door was closed completely. And on another occasion, I heard Pepito breathing under my bed, where both he and Conchi would sometimes nap. But then I heard scratching on my bedroom door, and I opened it to find Pepito. Other small things have happened, but the most significant occurred at 2 am in the first week she was gone. I had been listening to my iPad earlier that evening, turned it off, pushed it to the other side of the bed and went to sleep. I woke up from a dead sleep to find my iPad on and a man’s voice talking about loss and grieving and how everything was going to be okay. These incidents initially unsettle me, but I think they’re all signs letting me know Conchi is okay.
I am so sorry you lost Conchita, Bill. All those wonderful signs she is thinking of you are comforting. I think they do say goodbye between the time they pass and the time they are peacefully elsewhere- an in between stage to let loved ones know how much they appreciated the life of love and care we gave them. My boy came through to say goodbye as well xoxo I miss him every single day.
I strongly believe that our beloved furbabies do return to visit us from time to time. I lost my teacup poodle (Ebnee) last year on veterans day while on vacation, she was 17 yrs old and very much loved, she was with my son when she passed away, oh how I cried because we weren’t home with her, so son had taken her to place where they cremate pet’s and held her there until we returned home so that I could say my goodbyes to her and apologize for not being there when she passed and told her how much I loved her, so a few days after she had passed away my two other poodles (her son’s) one of them was very attached to his mama and noticed that something wasn’t right as he would look for her all over the house and for two nights straight we would find the one poodle sitting by the kennel where he and his mama would share together, anyhow the following day I had brought my poodle home in a beautiful little Ern, where she sit’s in the living room and so I let the two dog’s smell the Ern and the strangest thing happened for two days straight, I collect these old clocks that have the two bells on the top with a little hammer in the middle that make the bells ring and the one’s I have the bell’s don’t ever ring because the little hammer is really stiff and one of the clock’s kept ringing everytime you passed by it and then it stopped and no longer rang again until father’s day of this year and just for that one day only and then once again when my son moved back home and noticed that that clock’s bell had rung and he said did you get that clock fixed and I was like no, it’s Ebnee and he was like what, so I told him that every now and then my girl comes home to visit and let’s us know that she’s ok. So yes I do believe that our furbabies do come back to visit…
Thanks for sharing this, so amazing that our beloved spirit animals can find a way to reach out to us. This is a beautiful story.
I just put my cat down of seventeen years on August 31st of 2016…. Like all of you, I am total mess that still cannot stop crying. The weird part is about three or four weeks ago I saw what could only be called a ghost cat in my upstairs hallway around 2am. I got up to use the bathroom and my bedroom door was opened a little more than normal. So I went to close it and I saw a larger tiger cat in the hallway. I took in a small abandoned tiger in January and I had too the two seperated because my older one hated other cats. The tiger I took in was left behind when a family moved and it would show up at my house daily covered in ice cycles looking for food. The tiger I saw was larger, it may of very well of been one of my husband’s cats from when he was younger. Either way, was it there for my cat? Have any of you ever experienced such a thing? Please help… I feel he was like a grim reaper. I really hope he was an angel cat. But why did I see him? My 15yr old daughter claims she saw the same cat within two weeks of my cat’s death.
When our sweet doggie Tessa died in December I knew I couldn’t go very long without a pet to share my life with. My husband and I decided in January we would get a puppy so we contacted a breeder we had found and sent in our deposit on one of the puppies due in May. Since it was winter when Tessa died our vet offered to hold her for us until the ground thawed and we could bury her. I was getting anxious to bury her as the months passed until finally the day arrived that we took her to lay her down in her final resting place in her special spot. It was a beautiful day by the river in May, we held her and kissed her and then laid her down with my mother’s ashes held between her paws and said our final farewells.
The night before we had taken Tessa to bury her I dreamt of her. In my dream Tessa and I were hanging out doing normal day to day things, I had to keep reminding myself that I would be saying my final goodbyes to her and would go back to where she was so I could snuggle and kiss her. Tessa was not a kissy doggie but in the dream she was kissing me like a puppy would. This went on in the dream for awhile, I would get distracted and have to take myself back to her for more kisses. It was a great dream and I awoke feeling happy that we had been able to spend time together in the dream world.
We returned home from Tessa’s final adventure the next day to news that all of the puppies had been born and our future love was one of them!
Our new puppy came home on July 15th, and I have not dreamt of Tessa since that night – I had a feeling that was going to happen. She wanted to say goodbye one final time before we released her spirit. That the puppies were born that special sad day was to me a clear sign that Tessa’s spirit was able to fly away to find our new friend and I believe that her spirit found a new home in the form of our new doggie.
Pippin is bringing us great joy and I am no longer sad day after day. I hope those of you who have lost a beloved pet will reach out to another. The love a new baby has helped me heal.
Thanks Dale, Tessa was so special to me, our new Pippin is very like her in many ways. I don’t wake up every day crying for my lost love, or go to sleep with tears either anymore. I wanted to share that here, I get the new posts since I signed up many months ago.
I think Tessa is with you now 🙂 this is so sweet. Only you will be able to feel her!
Thanks Roxy – there is actually more coincidences than I shared here – I know in my heart that a part of Tessa is with Pippin, when the breeder sent us pictures of the pups at 5.5 weeks old I noticed right away that just ONE puppy had the same cowlick of hair between her eyes that Tessa had! None of the other puppies had that same cowlick, I did not know it at the time but that puppy was our Pippin. I remember thinking “how will I know which puppies has been touched by Tessa’s spirit?” Looking back it was the cowlick of hair between her eyes that gave her away! Also, we had first pick of the females in the litter, there were only 2 females born, the breeder suggested that this puppies was a good fit for us and this became our Pippin. Thanks for your reply to my post!
Thank you for sharing with me more! This is so comforting to hear. My dearest 17yr old Maltese, Twinkle who passed on last year 25 oct 2015, so far I’ve only dreamt of him on my lap and I stroked him on his head, it felt so real and I woke up with tears. I got a communicator to connect with him, he was alone hiding without any other animals around him, he looked really sad and he said twinkle misses us so much. He is still at the other side of the bridge not ready for reincarnation. It really pains me to hear that. But during the previous session of communication with Twinkle, he did mention that he wants to come back to me and be my human baby! So looking forward to meet him and take care of him again…
Roxy, I am so sad for your loss. This is so interesting about Twinkle – thank you for sharing this experience with the communicator! Visits from our pets in our dreams are very lovely even if they leave us sad and missing our beloved. I wish for you the joy of reuniting – quite likely as the medium explained, in the form of your future baby human child.
Thank you for your kind words Val, I’m pretty sure every one of us here are looking forward to reunite with our pets who left us in one way or another. For me, even if twinkle doesn’t return to me in human form, I’m no longer afraid of death as I know very well in my heart that when my time comes, I can look forward to hugging twinkle in my arms again. It is never the end. 🙂
(Everyone Please Help) I just put my cat down of seventeen years on August 31st of 2016…. Like all of you, I am total mess that still cannot stop crying. The weird part is about three or four weeks ago I saw what could only be called a ghost cat in my upstairs hallway around 2am. I got up to use the bathroom and my bedroom door was opened a little more than normal. So I went to close it and I saw a larger tiger cat in the hallway. I took in a small abandoned tiger in January and I had to keep the two separated because my older one hated other cats. The tiger I took in was left behind when a family moved and it would show up at my house daily covered in ice cycles looking for food. The tiger I saw was larger, it may of very well of been one of my husband’s cats from when he was younger. Either way, was it there for my cat? Have any of you ever experienced such a thing? Please help… I feel he was like a grim reaper. I really hope he was an angel cat. But why did I see him? My 15year old daughter claims she saw the same cat within two weeks of my cat’s death.
Poor thing, I am truly sorry for your loss.
Reading this I do think that this tiger cat was an angel coming to check in on your old kitty and to guide her on her journey over the rainbow bridge. It is a really beautiful experience to have actually seen your kitty’s spirit guide, take solace! Blessing to you during this difficult time.
I do have an opinion question for anyone who is willing. My beloved cat of 19 years passed away this past week. My mom was the one who put him down and he was living at her home at the time. I moved out in February and was unable to make it back in time. But I believe he had the strongest connection with myself and my mother. She has officially seen his spirit in the house, and my dog noticed as well. I believe there is a chance his spirit will come to me, even though he has never been here physically. I hope he does and I’ll be waiting to see him. What are your thoughts? Can a spirit come to a place it has never been in life to visit a loved one?
On the 26th August my much loved bulldog fell asleep without warning I took him out as usual on the morning, he was fine @12.30 and i came home @ 4.30 and he was gone, we are completely heartbroken and I can’t cope some days I just lock myself away and sob , I’m yearning to have a sign my baby boy is ok and will be waiting for me when it’s my turn to leave this world, my boy was my world and only four years old.
Hi my name is Alex, I just lost a 14-year old Dalmation Odie, Its been 3 days since his death. and I am still crying for her. He has been coughing over a year. and he was losing weight. and he would throw out the food he eats. Gradually he quit eating got so skinny, could see ribs and his eyes were getting deep. from being too skinny. So I as a master. Dog parent. he was my baby. and all his life 14-years both me and my wife kissed him every day as a parent would for a child.
This 4-days later every little thing we use to do together so reminds me of him and I just cannot forget him. It was yesterday, when my wife was alone in the house and napping on the bed. was awaken by something feeling very cold at her feet, on our bed where he use to like to sleep and my wife actually felt him jumping on the bed. and feeling him. Now I believe pets do come from god specially House dogs, that bring joy to every one in my family. I am an Native American. It our belief that pets do have spirits that are equal to Humans because they aquire their spirits from their masters and they share the same spirit as our children do because their spirits grows from their masters love. also vise versa. They are sent by god to make humans live more comfortable in their lives as mans best friend . It is also our native belief is your pet lead you to salvation in Spirit World, If you were good person on this earth. To a land made best for the comfort and happyness where there is no hunger or tears . a land where you see all your loved ones, your favorate dog will wait for you and greet you with your deceased loved ones. I am still sad, I do believe my dog made me closer to god. Our pets work for god. Gaurdian Angels to make your life more loving, because they give you unconditional love brought to you by God. I know it will take long time to get over him, but by gods grace I am praying for him every day and he buried in my yard. He sure was gods blessing.
Its ok not post. but please let others in the same situation read this, may find comfort
Hello everyone, so one of my dogs died christmas morning, a tumor had exploded in her stomach. It was the worst christmas of my life! When we were at the vet I was getting panic attacks that night. But anyways, after my dog (Jackie) died, I was not getting anything no noises, no dreams. All I would feel is that some nights I would feel something lay at the bottom of my bed. Jackie would cuddle but she loved to sleep at the bottom of my bed. Then 6 months later my other dog Toby passed away after a surgery. I was heartbroken. When we said out goodbye’s I whispered “Please come and visit me with Jackie whenever you want”, too see if maybe it could happen. I did not really believe much about it, I honestly did not think he would understand me. Then a couple nights after Toby’s passing, I had a dream I would never forget. EVER. In my dream we were in my living room and kitchen with my whole family and I looked over my shoulder and both Toby and Jackie were jumping around and playing like young and healthy dogs! But they looked SO REAL. I remembered in the dream I was so confused that I asked myself “How? They died?” I hugged Toby and when Jackie came up and started licking my face I busted out in tears, I was so happy to see them and feel her golden fur. I was so amazed as to how realistic they looked, I sat there in my dream staring at her face and body and touching it and she was just sitting wagging her tail with her tongue sticking outside of her mouth. Her body was FULL, I MEAN FULL of details, even to the birthmark on her tongue. Till this day I remember perfectly the way Jackie’s fur looked like. Then today I had fallen asleep this afternoon, I had a dream about jackie and in the dream she had woken me up from a nap and she was jumping around and I just looked at her crying because I missed her and Toby tremendously. Again today, she looked so real. The thing is, my dreams NEVER has great detail, but when I dreamt about my dogs, my dogs are the only thing in the dream that look so real.
I just found this web site today. I am 70 years old, and my wife and I have owned eight dogs over the past 42 years. The last dog to die, my beloved TOMA was a nine year old female Black Lab, who died on May 4, 2016 from a large cancer tumor, we had to put her down, rather than see her suffer. Her older sister, Scooter, also died of cancer, but at the age of 4 years in 2009. Scooter was also a therapy dog at the VA hospital near Pittsburgh, where my wife was a clinical spec. before retirement. A short time after Scooter’s death, my wife saw her one night when she briefly appeared by her bedside, my wife said that she could not move a muscle, for the short time that Scooter was there. We have had to have all our pets put down at the Vets, because of illness or old age, except – our gentle Pit Bull, diamond, who died in her sleep in our study, after having weeks of Chemotherapy for a rare skin Cancer. Anyway, I am still grieving for TOMA after over four months have passed, I was so close to her, and we were best of buddies. My wife and I could not have children, and our pets became our children. We adopted a 3 year old Beagle, MAX at the Pgh. Humane Society a week after TOMA’s death. Hardly a day goes by, that MAX is not looking at something that we cannot see. It is uncanny, but he is definitey watching another entity, his tail goes down, and he usually backs away. All our former dogs have lived in our present home, so he has his pick from a lot of different ghosts. It is a comfort at our age to think that they are still with us and know how much we miss them.
i lost my beloved whippet Ricky almost 3 weeks ago. I have a story I just can’t explain.
Back in July, while walking our other dog, I had lost his leash. I walk the same trails in the woods across the street from our house, twice a day every day. Soon as I realized i had dropped the leash I immediately retraced my exact steps, but couldn’t find it. No one else was in the woods at the time. I looked again the next day, day after etc, no leash. I thought maybe someone had taken it, or an animal, woods are full of squirrels chipmunks etc. Then, 8 days after Ricky passed, I’m walking our other dog and there is the leash, right in the middle of the trail. It was moldy and stiff like it had been outside for two months. That was the same day, that I got his ashes back, and that I got a portrait of him in the mail. I told my vet the story, and she pointed out that if an animal had gotten a hold of it, it would have been chewed and it was not. I can’t help but think that was his way of reaching out to me. I also found, a few days after his death, an earring in my car that I had lost over two and a half years ago. I remember exactly the day I lost it, it was the vet appointment when I found out that Ricky had congestive heart failure. I have cleaned out my car several times in the past couple of years, but it wasn’t there.
Then yesterday, I had the strongest feeling he was in the room with me, in his favorite chair. I went over and talked to the chair and told him how much I missed him. I never had any of these signs with my other two dogs who passed. I wonder if it is because Ricky passed in his sleep, I wasn’t with him when it happened. We had a very strong bond.
I have one question from a long back when my pet died, I was out for studies and she was in my hometown with my parents… When I left my hometown she became sick and died but my parent did not told me,, when I came back for vacations they told me that she is dead I was hurt and then I slept, but at midnight I when I was asleep I felt that she licked my hands and when I got up it was wet I am shocked yet n I don’t know how this happened I was imagining things in dreams or what happened actually I don’t know 😔
I lost my best friend a few weeks ago – a Boxer named Bernadette. She died on a Tuesday and because she was going to be buried with her Mom and Brother on my daughters property, my daughter took her home with her and put her in a large deep freezer until we buried her. There was also a large owl in that deep freeze that my daughter had picked up off the road where it had been hit and killed. She wanted to bury it. Well, the night that my Ms.Bee died I was readying for bed when off in the woods near me I heard the sound of a Barred Owl – I know what kind of owl it was because it was a haunting sound such as I have never heard before so I did some internet research and found the exact call that I had heard. I have never heard that sound in my whole like (and I’m 68) and I don’t think I will again. I think that was a sign for me from my Ms. Bee – or maybe a sign from the owl asking to be buried with her. Any thoughts?
Hi, I have lost 3 dogs over the years. I am firmly of the belief that they exist in another dimension after they die, because I have heard 2 of my beloved dogs bark – no vague imaginings, it was definitely them. Just one well-defined loud bark, at night. Thank God! They’re the most beautiful creatures who give so much love. I am certain that they are terribly underestimated and that we put ourselves above them, but the reverse is true. They are the ones who can show us how to live love and behave. I will always love them far more than humans.
I totally agree with you, they have the purest heart as compared to some human beings, totally selfless and love you wholeheartedly, that’s why the only time they break our heart is only when theirs stop beating 🙁
Just looking at all these comments – so many people hurting because they are missing their wonderful animal friends. I have lost many animals in my life, including a very special cat that I had for 16 years and with whom I could communicate mentally. With some losses it takes years to come to grips with. Having an animal is a privilege, and it’s not till you are consumed with grief on losing one, that you realise the enormity of that privilege. I have also found that if I meet someone and they don’t like animals, or are off-hand toward them, I don’t like that person and I don’t trust them either. Blessings to everyone missing a beloved animal. It’s among life’s worst agonies.
My dog passed away 2 months ago on August 16th on a Monday, she died of old age Monday night I had school that morning and my parents had work. That evening I dug a grave and was going to bury her but I couldn’t bring myself to do it so i sat at her dog pin and cried it was already dark outside and something in me told me to take a picture. I took a picture, and I see my dog staring back at me…. I’ve smelled her scent in the house and I thought I saw her run by my door a few times. I haven’t heard or seen her in a while this article brought me a sense of relief because when she was visiting me I felt like she was still here…
Hi! Well i just lost my blue healer 10-17-16 a day before my daughter bday! Ive lost animals before but i guess im taking this the hardest bc we had to put him down so he didnt suffer anymore. I still hear jump on the outside of my kitchen window (he was an outside dog) when he was hungry our just wanted to see what we were doingl or sometimes i still here in bark . i dont know why when i wake up and pass his window i still say hey boy to him.
Roxy, how did you cope with the anniversary you mentioned on Oct 25? It is a difficult thing to go through. I find myself reliving the day – almost masochistic! Can’t help it though. I find I don’t wear the clothes I wore that day because of the sad connection. I wonder how others cope with it. My little dog left a spot of blood on the armchair just before I had to take him to be euthanased, and in the 17 mths since he died, I just won’t clean it off, and view it as the last little bit of him that I have left – that and a curl of his coat that I have in a locket. I find I love seeing others’ dogs going for a walk with their owners and have my favourites about town, but I can’t seem to commit to getting another one. My rationale is in fact irrational, but it just seems to be the way it is. How do you cope with your loss, and have you now added another precious furbaby to your household? I seem to be at a roadblock… it’s the fear of having to lose another one that scares me to bits!
After reading this I don’t feel like something could be not right with me even now….April 1 2015 my family & I had a house fire loosing everything including 7 cats between my mother and myself. My 2 were the oldest 16 & 13 yrs old as still a lot younger than cats I had throughout my life. Since the fire me, my 2 young kids & busband had to move since house to be completely rebuilt and is now only half as big as it previously was (was multi family previously) being only enough room for my parents. I thought I was loosing it earlier this year when I felt what seemed to be my oldest cats feet impressions at end of bed around my feet during the middle of the night BUT it happened again last night which caused me to look online and found your article Andrew. I am not over the loss of my 2 cats, when I think i’m doing better something happens and I find myself in tears since I feel guilty ofor not being a letter to save them. I had both since they were kittens, before I even had my own kids. I have a huge hole in my heart from loosing them and I don’t know how to move on. I do believe now after reading this that my oldest Peanut a feisty calico must be checking in on me as my bond with her was the longest and strongest. Do we know if this will continue until I am healed from what I’ve lost or is she going to periodically let me know ow she still with me? Either way knowing I’m not crazy and others have experience’s with their lost fur babies is comfortIng and I thank you all. ♡ Melissa
Hi everyone. As I lie here awake, thinking about my Pooky; 16 yo tabby that I had to put to rest two days ago, my heart is breaking. My husband and I bought him as a rescue kitten before our human children came along. To us, and our family, he was known as the most loving, appreciate cat we’ve ever known. He never bit or scratched anyone, he just wanted to be loved. He loved our back yard and woods; that was his playground and litterbox. As he aged, he developed respiratory issues where he would sneeze, and sputum would get all over everything, and us. I feel horrible that we did not want to hold him much at that time. Trips to the vet only helped temporarily, as it was the coronavirus which has no cure, only symptom treatments. He started staying indoors more, and gradually went down from there. He soiled the house, sputum all over, got very thin and frail, yet we loved him unconditionally. He went blind, and that’s when we had to make the choice. He was so dehydrated even though he ate and drank like a champ, his body was just shutting down. He went fast, I buried my head in my husband’s shoulder as he went, which was very fast. His ashes will be coming home on Monday. I have hardly ate anything,
I miss him so much. The house is not the same. The kids were affected at school.
As a former paranormal investigator myself, but with a skeptic side, I am hoping to catch a glimpse of my Burnaby,or even hear him. I would give anything for that comfort. The night of his passing, my husband was down the basement,and my 13 yo DD was going to go down,and I heard a slam of sorts. I thought she fell down the stairs. Her eyes welled up with tears and she screamed that she saw him on the stairs and he ran down. She was almost paralyzed. I comforted her, and told her it’s great that he can run again. I miss him so much and want to know he’s ok.
Hi i lost my dog fluffy on (oct/22/16)6 houses got on fire and my house too i was alone in the house with my kids my son and i struggle to take him out of the house till we couldnt breath no more we scream his name so loud he got scare and ran to the second floor it hurts so bad we lost him my kids and i wont be complete without him our house was on fire completely…Can his spirit follow me 😥
My cousin found a kitten on the side of the road, and brought it to my house. I of course took it in and cared for it, and I thought it was healthy. About 3 days later, I came home and she was no where to be found. I paid it no mind, I thought she was sleeping or something. About 2 hours later, I started to look for her and found her in a stiff stretching position under my bed and she wasn’t breathing. Her body was hard and limp. I buried her and was on my porch in tears and I swear I heard meows. I told my friends and they thought I was crazy. I went back to where I had put her and thought about digging her up, and maybe she wasn’t dead, but I knew that wasn’t the case. I heard meows the whole time I was on my porch, so I just figured it was paranoia.
My two dogs passed away yesterday cause they were poisoned while my mom and dad had gone to town. They waited till my parents came back and collapsed in front of dad… They tried to do their best to save them but the vet said the poison was severe.. They passed away in my dads arms. This has devastated all of us. I was close to them both they were everything to me and here I am miles away… I am not prepared for them to leave its like having this huge boulder on your chest and you can’t breathe. I wish and pray to see them. I love them both. How could someone be so cruel to commit such a crime.
We bought an older home about 6 1/2 years ago. At the time, we had one cat of our own. From the very beginning, I knew there was a pet, other than my own, present. I imagine ir maybe sense that is is a cat or small dog. When my cat came up to bed at night, I would hear the other animal follow along on our hardwood floors. My cat would sleep up near my head, but I would feel the heat of another animal curled up against my legs. Whe got a second cat after moving in & now, it seems we have 3 pets, 2 living & 1 not. I continue to sense & hear this creature, as it likes to follow the same routines as my living cats.
What I don’t understand & am looking for some insight is – why would a pet stay around, after its owners have moved on & then attach itself to humans & other animals that it did not know when it was alive? Thank you
It’s been week and a 1/2 since my 9 1/2 yr old maltese passed away. He went into sudden heart failure. It was Thanksgiving Day. For 3 straight days I cried my eyes out. Each day has gotten a little easier. I seemed to be his “chosen” one in the house and my female maltese seems to stick by my husbands side. Since this was something I had no time to prepare for and happened way too fast I am struggling with moving on without him. I work from home which I do mostly at night when my 4 kids are sleeping. My lil Sam would sleep under my desk and not go to the bedroom until I would. Usually between 3-4 am. As i sat out back grieving for the first few nights- I would say to myself, I wish he could just give me some sort of sign that he’s okay. Well wednesay night (really thursday since it was about 3:05 am) i was shutting the lights off preparing for bed when I kept hearing a noise from my covered patio outback. I waited a while b4 checking it out and to my surprise there was a red cardinal churrping on a clock we have out there. I immediatley knew this was a sign from him. I never see birds at this time of night let alone this bird who truly seemed to want my attention. This was exactly one week and just about to the minute my dog had passed away. May he rest in peace and my heart heal from his passing 😞
I’m so sorry to hear about Sam. He was giving you a sign-google “cardinals visitors from heaven” in folklore cardinals are a sign from someone you love in heaven. I hope this brings you peace.
This is a well written article about an important subject. I have a website devoted to the issue of animal in the afterlife and lots of experiences of contact from pets who have recently passed – one of my own, plus many many more sent in by the visitors to my website. There is in no doubt that animals pass to the astral in just the same way as humans do.
We had to put our little Schnauzer, border terrier mix Izzy down December 15, 2016 she was just 8yrs. she was on antibiotics and pain medication developed pancreatitis we had to put her in the hospital she was in for a little over a week she would not eat the vet sent her home to see if she could eat and said if she does not eat we would have to discuss putting her down, she would not eat. we took her back to the vet Thursday we had her cremated and buried at a pet cemetery. in January 2017 I woke up to her barking like she was saying I love you. I miss her so much, she was my girl, my kids called her the favorite. she loved to play keep away and tag, she loved to open Christmas gifts to get treats. I think my cat sees her he goes looking for her and calls for her. Izzy would go outside and call the cat to come home and in 10 minutes or so here would come the cat. she was a little 4 week old puppy when I got her she was a rescue. she would help me dig and plant tomatoes she would wipe her feet before she came inside. I talking about what a wonderful 8 years i had with her. and reading your stories you had wonderful pets too and some after life experiences I know how you feel you just want more time to hold, smell, hug and let them know you love them, but i think they know we love them that is why they visit.
I an jerry form India gudalur Tamil nadu I have lost my petty dog Ricky due to heart enlargement I too can hear sound and smell is coming. My father is talking with the dog after its death……
Kathy, I am very sorry to read about the passing over of your dear dog, Izzy. I am quite sure that she has indeed visited you, as you have described. Such visits can sometimes be through dreams (whether ordinary or lucid) or directly in the etheric or astral body. They are only in another dimension and are always close to us. The trouble is, most of us so busy with our daily lives that we do not take the time to be still and notice. Many blessings to you and Izzy!
My beloved Graci passed away of cancer about 3 months ago. I held her in my arms when the doctor gave her the final shot and she looked forward towards me as if asking for protection, at least that’s the way I took it. I have cried and cried and cried for the longest time, and finally I was able to stop crying when I seen pictures of her, for the most part. Then, at first when I felt her presence on my bed at night in her usual spot as she dug around and made her nest in the blankets I loved it because it told me she was nearby me. In a few weeks she was joined in the bed by my beloved Angus whom I had for 19 years. Then, what seems to be another and another. They don’t stop scratching and Pawn and I am no longer able to sleep in the bed as they keep me awake all night. what went from a very consoling feeling is now becoming discomforting, even terrifying at times. I I’m wondering if it is not my beloved fur babies, but rather a demon of some sort that is purposely keeping me awake all night long. I don’t know what to think anymore, I am Sleepless in Iowa.
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I just wanted to share what happened recently to us-both our dogs passed away this fall, 9 weeks apart. My son and I had just walked into the house, and he said Hi Ricky, Hi Pivvy (the dogs who passed), and at that moment, the xmas musical snow globe started playing-just for a few seconds, then stopped. I tried to get it to play without touching it later, but was unable to. I think they were letting us know they were still around. We miss them terribly.
Yes, the astral body is energy based, so it is possible to influence electronic devices. I have no doubt that your, dogs were indeed contacting you to show that they are OK. After my dear father passed, his sound centre sometimes would switch itself on during the night. It stopped after a while.
My dog Buddy, my companion the center of my universe for 9 years was killed by a hit and run.
The next day I was sitting at my desk crying, my nose was stuffed, I had used up so many tissues, and yet for about a minute, Buddy’s dog scent engulfed me…I couldn’t believe that I was actually smelling him, so I hurriedly called a co-worker over, and I asked her if she smelt something around me, or if it was just my imagination. She freaked out and confirmed that indeed it was a dog smell! We both couldn’t believe what we were smelling!.
The smell passed and we both started sniffing my clothes, hair etc. I definitely did not smell like a dog.
The smell again came about 5 minutes later lasting for 1 minute. Again I called my co-worker over, and she again confirmed the same smell.
Buddy was indeed with me, by my side as he always was in life.:(((
This is such a sweet encounter. Buddy definitely did return to your side to say hi and to tell you that he is ok at the other side. Thank you so much for sharing such a lovely meet up with Buddy! It brings me hope that my Twinkle, who passed on at 17 yrs will return to me one day. I will be patient and wait for him 🙂
I think his spirit had not gone to heaven yet as it was just 14 hours after he passed.
He was by my side..
Totally agree with you. Even though a portion of us dies together when they leave, we will always have a space in our heart that they live in forever, when the time comes for me, I wouldn’t be afraid as I know my baby boy, Twinkle will be there waiting for my hugs and to be reunited again. Much love to all the broken hearts here.
I just lost my little cat Luna(tic) on the 17th of February , she had been losing weight for the last year and was a very weak but determined little girl. Luna found me in 1999 as i was walking to the corner shop she came running out from underneath a garbage skip and started rolling over around on my feet, i took her home immediately and never looked back. She was such an important part of my life and was my constant companion along with my other cat Fritz. I lost Fritz in 2012 due to renal failure when he was 17 years old and i still haven’t gotten over his death and now his sister is gone too from the same illness….so much pain right now i just want to see her again. It was so difficult to bring her to the vets office knowing that she would not be returning home with me. I do hope she comes and sees me once in a while because i know that Fritz has visited me on a few occasions. My remaining cat Marvin seems so lost without her.The other day he refused to eat, just sat there waiting for Luna to eat first so i know that he misses her just as much as i do.
Hello Carl, it seems like Marvin is also mourning for the loss of a friend. My heart goes out to you as me too went through this painful process when my 17yr old Maltese left me due to a heart attack. It was all too sudden and me too, felt like part of my life is gone, and I do not know how to continue living anymore, not sure how to make you feel better but I hope that you knowing a lot of us out here are experiencing the same pain with you. Much love!
Thank you, last night i saw her and held her. Not sure if i was dreaming but i awoke to her meowing and saw her lying near the front door. I walked up to her and held and she was healthy again and purring away contentedly. I think she came to tell me she is alright now and at peace, when i awoke this morning i felt so much happiness fro the first time in a week.
I lost my 18 year old baby,Basel, on 7 Feb and his remains were returned to me on Valentines Day. Two weeks since his passing and I am still so lost and heartbroken. I miss him so much. I still speak to him and carry his favorite little toy mouse. I know people probably think I am crazy, but it doesn’t matter. I read what you all have written and it breaks my heart. We all know what each other is going through. I wish everyone the best on here. I know life goes on for us all, but I know it’s hard.
I made the hardest decision on 2/22/17 to put my baby boy Elliott to sleep. He was almost 16 years old. I lost my child and part of my heart that day. He was a total mommy’s boy and I loved him even more for it. Elliott always slept above my head on the pillow or right next to me.
In May of 2001, my boyfriend at the time told me that someone left a box of kittens in the parking lot at Walgreen. I asked him to bring them to my house. He brought over 2 male tuxedo kittens that were about 2 weeks old. I bottled fed them and taught them how to go potty. I was in college at the time and lived with my parents. I begged my parents to allow me to keep. I promised if they survived, I would find them a great home when they were old enough. I had my father name them as a tactic so, he would eventually allow me to keep them. It worked and he named them Linus and Elliott. My two great loves! They were truly a bonded pair and I was their mom from day one. They followed me around like little ducklings.
In October of 2016, I noticed Elliott lost a lot of weight. I took him to several vet appointments which he hated. Every test under the sun was done. All the tests came back normal. I was prescribed iron but didn’t receive any real reason for the cause of his weight loss. My poor boy was so stressed from the appointments that he appeared blind for about a week. Then his loving behavior seemed to be back to normal for about 4 month.
On 2/17/17, he stopped eating his cat food. I contacted the vet and over the next several days, I tried chicken, tuna, yogurt, baby food, etc. I didn’t want to take him to the vet because I was afraid it would really send him over the edge. I even resorted to syringe feeding him on 2/21/17. He seemed better for half the day. I kept praying that he would be healed or pass away peacefully in his sleep. Around 2am on 2/22/17, he gave me the look. I took him to the emergency vet that morning. He was on my chest for over 2 hours before I had the courage to let him go. During that time, I talked to him about our life together, told him how much I love him and sang the song, “You Are My Sunshine” several times.
I can’t stop crying, have no appetite, can’t sleep and want him back with me. His brother and I are grieving. My other fur children are the only things keeping me going. My husband doesn’t quite understand my pain. I don’t know if it was just the timing of it but, I happened to TiVo an episode of “This Is Us”. I watched it today and the episode played the song, “You Are My Sunshine” several times. Not sure if it was a sign but all I could do was think of my baby and cry. This article and the stories everyone shared has brought me some comfort. I want so desperately to see and hold my precious baby again.
Oh Salina
I know so well what you are going through. Poppy my 17 year border collie was put to sleep a few days ago. She was diagnosed with terminal liver disease 3 years ago but with careful diet she recovered. However a year ago she started eating less and losing weight. Blood tests showed that her liver and also her kidneys were deteriorating. We tried everything and she remained lively, but got thinner. 6 months ago she started with seizures. She had 3 each 2 months apart. The last one was terrible and I questioned myself about keeping her going. But she amazed us all with her resilience. However a couple of weeks later she really did start going downhill. She was barely eating. She was spaced out at times and seemed uncomfortable. Her walking got slower and slower. The vet came out one day when she had been laid there for a few hours. She did not react when the vet arrived – so unlike her as she loved to greet visitors. We decided it was time to ease her passing – I was so afraid of her having another seizure. But when the first injection – a sedative – started to take affect, she struggled to get up and seemed distressed. I will always question whether I did the right thing. I killed my baby. I live on my own with no other pets and now the house is so empty. Her things are everywhere and just torture.I replay those final moments again and again. I can’t eat, I can’t stop crying, there seems no point to anything anymore. She was my life for 17 years. If she has passed anywhere I hope she forgives me and gives me a sign. This pain is like no other.
Chrissy,
I feel your pain! You gave your beloved Poppy a wonderful life and did everything you could. Letting her go was a sign of your sacrificial love.
I have to keep reminding myself of this as well. I too question if I let Elliott go too soon or maybe if I only took him to the vet sooner, he’d be alive today. If I was only thinking of myself, I would have kept syringe feeding him.
I remember reading articles from different websites because I was questioning when is the right time to let your fur child go. I kept coming across quality of life rating scales for our babies. After reading them and looking at my baby Elliott, I knew it was time. Letting him go was the hardest decision I’ve ever made but, also the greatest demonstration of unconditional love. Putting his needs above my own.
I too am going through this alone. Yes I’m married and I hate to write this but, my husband wasn’t a big fan of my child and that always hurt me. I went to every vet appointment. alone and made all the decisions by myself. I was also alone when I finally mustered up the courage to let the vet euthanize my baby. On some level, I’m glad it was just Elliott and myself.
I found a great article that I read yesterday. It gave me comfort and put my questions at ease for a while. I saved the article because it will be something I will need to read over and over every time I doubt myself. I’m attaching the link and I hope it will give you some comfort as well. The article starts off with a short story about a rescue dog. I scroll down past the story and read the 9 Things Your Deceased Pet Wants You To Know
http://www.sarahpetrunoshamanism.com/blog/9-things-your-deceased-pet-wants-you-to-know/
I still have 5 other fur children that I’ve been neglecting since Elliott first started losing weight. I know it’s hard to believe with 5 other animals but, my house also feels so quiet and empty. I feel like part of my heart is missing. I won’t talk to anyone on the phone yet. One of my friends text me and wrote, “Of course part of your heart is missing, you had to send a piece of it with Elliott so he wouldn’t be alone”. It’s so true!
In time when you’re ready, I really think you should find another baby to love. It’s never to replace your Poppy but it will heal some of the holes in your heart.
My dad always says, “Lose a life, save a life” because there are so many animals out there that have unconditional love to give. Years ago,I lost a dog named Caballo that I had for 16 year and our bond was incredible. I called him my son. After my sonny passed away, my dad gave me a dog. Initially, I didn’t want her. It took me a while to want her around. She eventually wore me down and I couldn’t resist. I opened up my heart again and named her Minnie. She’s sitting next to me as I’m writing to you 🙂
Chrissy dearest, I believe most of us here feel you, please try not to be too hard on yourself. I totally understand, there will definitely be a sense of guilt whenever our furbabies crossed the rainbow bridge. Even for me, my 17 yrs old Maltese passed on due to a heart attack when I was not home. I still remembered clearly the last time I saw him. When I was about to leave my house, I took a look at him and he looked up at me just like normal. And 4 hours later the bad news came to me from a phone call. Till now I am still carrying the guilt of not being able to stay by his side when he left this world. So Chrissy, I do understand how you feel. It is really hard, but rest assure things will get better, just save that space in your heart for your baby…
Thank you and bless you Roxy
But we can’t be at our dog’s side 24/7 and even if we were, it might happen the moment we slept or turned our backs. The fact that your dog got to the great age of 17 is a testament to your love and care.
Oh Salina
I tormented myself with those quality of life pages as well. I am like you. I can’t speak to people on the ‘phone. Plus I am tempted to hide myself away so that I don’t have to meet people and tell them. Plus I look a sight with all the crying! The irony is there were so many restrictions on day to day life because Poppy had to be the priority in everything. Now I am ‘free’ and there is a whole world out there that I have to rejoin. But even the signs of our UK spring are a torment. Sunshine and new life and she is not part of it.
It is probably too early but it has helped a little that I have seen a retired farm collie on a rescue site which will be in need of a home. I need a Minnie in my life. It looks a lovely place and even if it doesn’t happen they are always looking for volunteers.
As for your remaining fur babies, dogs pick up on our emotions so time now to be there for them. Elliot would want you to pass on some of that love you have for him.
Thank you for that lovely link. I will keep rereading it. Here are another two that I keep going to and which may help you as well.
http://www.pet-loss.net/guilt.shtml
http://www.recover-from-grief.com/coping-with-death-of-pet.html
I have a friend who lost a baby. Millions of people lose family members and lifelong partners every year. I have to remind myself that if she and they can pick up the pieces then so can I.
Thank you
Chrissy x
Chrissy,
Thank you for the links. One of them had a picture that looked like my Elliott. I completely understand everything you are going through. I too feel “free” and it’s a weird feeling. Out of all my fur babies, Elliott had more of a loving and dependent personality. Therefore, I always gave him a little more love and attention than the other fur babies. Even more so when I took him to all the vet appointments in October. I’m so use to taking care of him. It’s strange not to be needed or hear him walking down the hall meowing for me. I had wee wee pads all over the house because he inconsistently used his litter box once he started losing weight.
I’m thankful that I still have Elliott’s brother Linus with me. Linus and I are grieving together. Linus was always more independent and social. I know he misses his brother. He’s always next to me on the couch now and on my bed sleeping with me.
I’m not looking forward to Spring in California without my boy. Poppy would want you to be out and yes enjoy the sun, flowers, etc. There are so many beautiful thing that Poppy will be able to see through your eyes. Maybe you’ll see some butterflies. I always heard butterflies are our loved ones visiting us.
Maybe you’ll rescue another dog or volunteer when you’re ready. Only you know what’s right for you and when the timing of that will be. Having Linus and my 4 other fur children are the only things keeping me going.
Salina xo
Thanks Salina
I knew this time would come and thought about getting another dog but I decided it would have been difficult for Poppy to accept and wouldn’t have been fair to her.
Now I think for my own sanity I will have to start looking sooner rather than later. There is a lovely retired working dog/collie at a rescue centre in the area. Who knows….
Meanwhile I keep looking for signs that Poppy has gone on and maybe keeps checking in. I have tried to be open to it but so far nothing. I will be sure to report back if there is the tiniest sign. Good luck to you and yours and everyone here who is grieving. x
I have heard nothing from my dear departed dog. I have meditated, I have prayed, I have talked to her. I have put her favourite things in her favourite spots. I have gone to bed hugging her things. I have tried photographing her favourite places. She was with me for nearly 17 years and we were as close and as mentally tuned to each other as can be. But nothing.
I can’t help thinking that a lot of ‘experiences’ are down to people’s grief and longing and expecting to see them simply because they have been in their lives for so long.
As for dreams I have experienced dreams which were very vivid but they had no significance at all. I also once had a ‘waking dream’. I sat up in bed and saw my mother in the doorway. The image then gradually faded from view as I became fully awake. If you were missing a departed one, you could easily interpret this as a visitation. But it wasn’t a visitation. My mother was alive and well and in another room!
I am bereft.
I am very sorry for your loss. I think you are trying too hard; for me the moments came out of the blue and completely unexpected. One time as I was turning on my dearly departed pom’s nightlight as I still always do for him in his room by his bed and toys (which are still where he left them) and I caught a shadow out of the corner of my eye and felt him. It caught me off guard, and when my little female ran into the room and starting looking everywhere sniffing and crying and went to his bed that she has never touched since he passed, it confirmed he did indeed come by. I think it was about 2-3 weeks or so since he passed at the time. I have felt him a total of 3 times; always out of the blue. He passed June 9th 2016.
I don’t think its always as obvious as actually seeing their”ghosts” after they pass. We lost both our dogs last fall, and right after Xmas, my son and I came home after a walk. We walk in the door and my son says Hi and names of our dogs who had passed. The christmas musical snow globe started playing for a few seconds! Later that night I tried moving around it, to see if maybe some motion had set it off but was unable to do make it play without turning the lever on the bottom. Also, a few days after my first dog had passed, I found his leash that I had suddenly lost months earlier. It just appeared on the trail where I used to walk them. I had retraced my steps exactly right after I noticed it missing, and kept looking for it for awhile but it was as if it just disappeared in thin air. That same day, I go home and his portait had just come in the mail, and his ashes arrived later the same day. Strange set of coincidences, or what Jung and others called synchronicity. The final odd thing…my boyfriend had ordered a greyhound angel pendant with wings online when our second dog was diagnosed with cancer. He kept waiting for it to be delivered, weeks went by, nothing. Then, the day she died, about an hour after she passed, he gets the email that it had been sent.
Thank you.
I did have a dream. I heard the distinct sound of a particular squeaky ball – which in fact she had given up playing with. I still have some dog beds down and this ball has been kept in the bed in the kitchen. In my dream I went into the kitchen hardly daring to hope to see her and there she was – reassuringly solid and waiting to be patted. But I suspect this was just a dream reflecting my longing rather than a visit or message.
Your message made me think however. A friend had a toddler who sadly died. She told me how her other child, the 3 year old brother used to kiss his deceased sisters bed each night before going to sleep. Who knows….
Perhaps animals and children see more than we do. Maybe we create these experiences out of longing as you suggest, or perhaps they are real. But then, what is real and how can we know? The afterlife remains a mystery 🙂 I find deep comfort in the moments my boy feels near, and that is good enough for me. I hope you find comfort in a dream, or however your beloved pet presents herself.
I am 71 years old and through the past 40 years have owned and said good-by to seven wonderful dogs. The last to Die was TOMA, my female Black-Lab, and named for a female Tiger at the Pittsburgh Zoo. TOMA, was 10 and had a tumor in her stomach that would have been difficult to cure, so wife and I made the decision to end her suffering in May 2016. We adopted a 3 year old male Beagle, MAX from the Humane Society in Pittsburgh, about a week later. MAX has helped me cope with the loss, over the months. BUT MAX about every night will sit in our dining room and look toward the area, where we used to have TOMA’s open cage, she loved to sleep there. We know he is watching something, but obviously we cannot see it. My wife also had the experience several years ago, of TOMA,s older sister, SCOOTER, who had died suddenly of a bladder tumor at the young age of 4 years. Apparently a short time after her death, Scooter’s ghost came briefly up to the bed, and my wife who was wide awake, but could not move a muscle for the brief few seconds she appeared. Anyway, unfortunately it does not get any easier over the years, but actually harder, as we mourn all the pets that we have loved.
Arthur were you OK with adopting another pet so soon?
I have seen a lovely dog in a shelter but I am frightened of making the wrong decision too soon. I am nearly 3 weeks on now.
YES Chrissy, I was glad I adopted about a week later, my new dog did not replace, but filled the space, and helped us through, after loving TOMA for nearly 10 years, it was very hard, but you have to move on as difficult as it is. Maybe it is my age at 71, and having been through this seven times. NO – it unfortunately does not get easier. Adopt that new dog, GOD BLESS. ART from Pittsburgh
Thanks so much ART. I am going with with my gut and adopting an almost blind rescue dog. He is a brave friendly boy but we believe he was an outdoor farm dog so there are a load of issues to be addressed. I won’t know till I get him home and perhaps a good while later if this was my best or worst decision. If my old girl is still around, I hope she forgives me for it.
Chrissy UK
I am on the same boat as you all. My English Bulldog Gummi Bear passed away while she was boarding at a kennel and I was away on a cruise. It was a shock because she was only 5 years old and in good health. The vet yold me that she aspirated on her food and by the time someone noticed it was too late. Gummi Bear died s day before my birthday and a day before I got back home. She was my support, my rock and I felt so much pain after her departure that I never thought possible. What made it a little easier was that I still had Twinkie (English Bulldog) her stepsister and she was also mourning her death. I noticed that the impact of losing Gummi Bear for Twinkie was really hard so I decided to force myself in getting another dog. Now her name is Tootsie Roll and like some of you have mentioned, she is an addition but could never replace Gummi Bear. I had been feeling better but this month has been getting difficult since Gummi Bear’s Birthday is on March 26th and the first anniversary of her departing this physical world is on April 7th a day before my birthday. I still remember the day I took her Gummi Bear and Twinkie for boarding. Gummi Bear was so attached to me that when I handed her leash to the kennel attendant she didn’t want to go and I had to pretend that I was walking by her side in order for her to walk. I remember that she looked back at me and that was the last time I saw her alive. I always wonder if she knew we wouldnt see each other again and thats why she gave me that last look. Next month will be a year of her departure and I am again in tears re-living those final moments with her. It gets easy but then certain dates brings back all the pain. I never knew how much we could love a pet and the heartache you feel after they are gone. So many pets that are abused in this world and they are still alive and Gummi Bear who I loved with all my heart and more is not. Why? It doesnt make sense to me. Happy Birthday Gummi Bear, I miss you so much!! Love Mom
Nancy,
I feel for your loss, as I had mentioned in this column before, I am 71 years old, and have said good-bye to seven dogs in my life. The hardest was Scooter, our Black Lab who died of liver cancer at age 4. Scooter was also a therapy dog at the Pittsburgh VA hospital where my wife worked several years ago. She was loved by so many staff members and elderly veterans and many cried, including myself, when she developed a liver tumor cancer very suddenly, even the Vet said it was so unexpected, because she never had problems, until her final day, she got very sick and we had to make the fatal decision. I still miss Scooter after nearly eight years now, she was as close to human as any dog we ever had. We also had Scooters younger sister, TOMA, who lived for ten years, who died last May from Stomach cancer. We now have a 4 year old Beagle, I pray he lives a long life. ART from Pittsburgh
We lost two of our beautiful dogs to a brown snake in our back yard we were both at work and couldn’t do anything, our girl (Didi) American stuffy rescue dog was dead when we got home and Jack our bullmastiff x shepherd was still alive but falling over and vomiting, we got him to the vets and he was bleeding internally and didn’t have much chance of survival even after anti venom I had to put him down I was a blubbering mess had him from 6 months old and he was 8 when I had to say good bye. They were cremated and I still have his ashes to this day. That night I had a very strong presence next to my bed and I said to my partner I swear I can feel Jack next to me, he used to sleep next to me near my bed. It was very strong the next night I didn’t feel anything 😞
He was such a beautiful dog I still miss him to this day wish I could of had more years with both my dogs but unfortunately their lives were cut short
Thankfully they killed the snake that killed them I hate snakes.
Hi! This is kind of weird, but it’s been several years since my papa’s dogs have been put down, and sometimes, I can smell them… I’ve looked it up before, and it said I had some form of psychic ability (something about communicating with the dead dogs) and I was just wondering if that means that they are trying to get my attention?
Hey, I few weeks ago I lost my best mate. He was my everything, he’s name was Nash but I also did call him Monster, when I got Nash he was about 6 weeks old and a lady sold him off he’s mother. The look of the lady that was selling him to me, I told myself mate you are coming home with me and there was no way I would leave him with that crazy looking lady.. I later found out the crazy lady had been arrested for stealing underage puppies!!
I had my Monster for 10yrs and fuck we had some awesome times and I’ll never forget the awesome memories we shared.. Nash was a ridgeback X bullarab and had a kill Mohawk and awesome markings and he’s other best friend when I was at work was my English Staffy, she was called Ruby or I called her canon ball ( she didn’t know how to stop ) and she was a year younger than Nash. One I went to pick them up and head to the beach and I seen that she was gardding him and I knew something wasn’t right, I told him straight to the vet. The vet rushed him in and started to check over him 20mins later he said we want to test he’s bloods and will call me when he got the result.. that was a very long day!! The vet rang me later that night and told me I need to come in first thing the next day. Myself and Ruby rocked up 5hrs before they open cause we wanted to see our mate. We finally got in and was chilling in he’s big cage with him and the vet came in and told me Nash is very sick and he’s only got hours to live and I broke down and couldn’t believe this was happening to my mate.. my family where in Sydney for a wedding and I had to call them and tell them the news.. they where just as heart broken as I was and they use to fight over who’s looking after my dogs when I had to fly out to work and they said they always feel safe when my dogs where staying with them!!
Nasty body was shutting down on him and had aggressive cancer through he’s body and there was nothing we could do to save him.. the hardest part was telling the vet, I want to do the right thing and put him to sleep cause I don’t want him to feel anymore pain.. he went very peacefully and he was so brav and I hold him to my heart and cried, I could see Ruby crying as well.. I still cry to this day and I see a picture of him I smile and cry at the same time..last week I seen my doctor and he has told me I have depression cause I had lists mates and has had shitty run the last few months and what pushed me over the edge was loosening my Nash. now I’m trying to get myself better again but one day at a time. But The last two weeks I haven’t seen my Monster in my dreams or smell him or hear him. I was wondering why I can’t sense around anymore and that he has gone but I was wondering if he has gone on a mission to help someone and do you think he will come back when he has finished whatever he is doing.. I want him to come back.. Nash ( my little Monster ) I love you and I will never forget!! Can’t wait to see you again mate!!!
It is almost a year since my baby Jess died(May 3 2016)
I have felt it building up inside now for about a week.Jess was a lovely rodehsian ridgeback x Labrador tan colour with white chest and amazingly so was her husband benny(American pit bull x neopolitan mastiff pussycat and they adored each other.
Right now I am sitting in the same spot to the date all 3 of us sat in the sun in the park on what would be our last walk together.I have been so depressed and feel the worse feeling of overwhelming sadness and it is because I am looking at Jessie and Benny’s photos and I have gone and made it worse and harder for myself as I listen to Eric Carr(Kiss) song “Beth”…..and it is stuck in and so clear in my head it is just crippling me inside I have never felt so loved by anything ever as I knew I was loved by Benny and Jessie and it feels almost as bad as the night I lost Jessie.
We just didn’t see it coming…..ruptured tumour on spleen(silent killer) she never made a single whimper or cry just panting as I raced only 2 minute drive to vet down the hill in a panic and the vets knew I was on the way as they heard me screaming panic while I was on the phone it was horrible and traumatic I just wasn’t expecting this the vets were ready as soon as I got there and raced out to car and raced back in with her but even when they came outside a few minutes later to tell me she didn’t make it I still couldn’t believe what they were telling me!!
You all have experienced so much.all your pets may rest in peace and u get reunited with them.
My little brother,Pomy(my Nanu),left us white eating on my lap on March 18th,2017 @ 11:15am.
We have buried him in the area behind our house.we wanted him to stay with us.He was 12+years…since few days he was deteriorating… he always use to look upwards..and and looked at us in a way that he is unwell or he is sad.his eyes were always tearful. As if he wanted to tell us that he is going to stay long and he doesn’t wants to go.He became so clingy those days.he always wanted to be in our lap.My mother who has pain on her back couldn’t take Pomy that much in lap ,so she regrets now so much.
But he haven’t visited us yet.or may be I couldn’t guess it.Everyday I am asking him to come.I miss him so much.I miss cuddling with him.I miss feeding him…I miss playing hide & seek with him.he was all I have.now he is not coming to me.I feel so lonely.My boyfriend says he is resting in peace.Still I want a hint…that you are safe and okay again.You were such a fighter.such a angry little white pom/Spitz.Di misses you Babu…I hope you wait for me till I come to meet you…If you r not coming.Di wants you to know she will love you always. And if you already have gone to some other owner,please stay safe and be a good boy,and if you ever have any problem try to express it.don’t stay mum.
So sad to hear of pet deaths. I was utterly crushed and shattered my most loving cat died. And still so depressed I haven’t been able to work for over a week and just want to stay in bed and cry. But there is no doubt the spiritual realm is at work and our pets are in heaven. My sweet cat Maurice died in 2013 and I asked him to please bring another kitty as sweet and loving as him. I kid you not, I got an email that day that “I have your fluffy blue eyed boy” with a pic of a white cat at someones back door. Someone had thrown him out in the street. I have no idea who the person was. The email was sent to me by accident thru Craigslist. I responded and said “Okay, I’ll take him” as they were giving away this cat who was on their porch. These people said they didn’t know how I got the email since they were communicating with another person to pick up the cat. But they never responded. This cat I named “Sweetie” was the most amazing loving animal in the world. I was utterly shocked my dead cat Maurice answered my prayer. It is now 2017 and my miracle cat Sweetie has died from Feline Leukemia after a brave fight. Again, I am shattered and crushed. I asked for a sign. A white horizontal flash of light filled the room followed by a tiny thunder. I was at the window in bed, and the lightening flash did not fill the sky, just my room. I went to the craft store the next day to buy a picture album to put his pictures into. The song in the store kept repeating “ONLY HEAVEN KNOWS. ONLY HEAVEN KNOWS.” My dog crawled on my lap and started loving me like crazy and licking my nose, and she has NEVER done that before. And the most amazing thing…. my computer ALWAYS has many windows open of different things I am doing and online schooling. A picture of my Sweetie was wallpapered on my screen with every window closed. The screen went dark as it normally does to save power. Then the screen blinked back on. Then dark. Then back on. Then dark. Then back on. THAT CAUGHT MY ATTENTION. My computer does not do that. It just shuts down after a minute. MY CAT WAS BLINKING THE SCREEN WITH HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE OVER AND OVER. And I knew he is alive and well in the spirit realm and it really helped give me peace. God bless.
We lost our darling MeowMeow last month on the 20th. My beautiful loving child. My companion. My stalker. She came home in my arms and went in my arms. The pain and loss are beyond words. I miss her. There’s like a giant hole inside. Reading all the personal outpourings on this page made me feel I am not alone. But it doesn’t help. Nothing helps. Have had lots of signs since she went. But nothing that matches upto her being here. She blessed us with her love. We were and are her only family.
She came when she was a couple of weeks old after her mom died suddenly – her mom used to visit us for food and love while she had her babies in another home. MeowMeow was fated to be ours. She chose us. We loved her to bits. Our lives centred around her. We had to vaccinate her apart from an anti-rabies shot she’d got. We hadn’t got to it due to complacency. Then, wretchedly, we sent her off with much trepidation to be mated since there weren’t any good males in our area. We forced fate’s hand in a way. Her heat cycles had been prolonged and torturous for her and us. We wanted her to be a mom. Big mistake. A week after she came, she hadn’t mated – was so tense and stressed. That one night away – a nightmare for her and us. She fell sick a week later, was on drip and antibiotic shots for a week – and passed away due to leukopenia a week later. Just like that in a fortnight she was gone. I held her dear dying weak body in my arms the way I held her tiny form when she came home the first time. I wish I could turn back time and make things right. We loved her and took care of her every need but acted like ignorant fools once and paid such a heavy price. I have never regretted anything in my life as I do now.
This home her kingdom is hers – her favourite spots, her routines, her chatter, her playful fights, her stalking, her pouncing on me… licking me like I am her own – nothing is erased. What I would not give to have her back. I hope she is healthy happy safe and loved wherever she is. Maybe with her mom by her side. Maybe with the kittens she might have had if she were here. Hope she remembers us. her humans that love her as long as they breathe. No replacing her ever. She owned us. She still owns us. I read of people losing their pets who were with them for a decade and more. MeowMeow was with us just for 17 months but the love we got from her and our days with her are beyond time and space. I am not sure I, my husband or my child will ever be whole again. I know nothing of the beyond though I have lost my parents. I have had otherworldly experiences but still know nothing. I just hope that we are reunited with MeowMeow again forever. Our hearts won’t mend. The hole will remain till we meet. Wherever. This dimension or some other. My daughter.
About a month after my Chelsea baby girl died in my arms she appeared by my face so happy to see me and I tried to reach for her. Then I felt her Weight against my left thigh. I felt all of this. I woke up so happy……..
My dog Max passed very suddenly on March 16th 20015, shortly after he died, I did see him in a dream, just once, I wanted so badly for him to come to me so I’d know he was ok. On the 1 year anniversary of his passing, I looked out of my kitchen window, I could see something white on the lawn, went outside & there must have been 2 dozen feathers on the lawn. I believe that was a sign from him, telling me he was ok & that he was moving on. I loved that boy with all of my heart & soul & I still miss him even after 2 years have gone by!
Hi guys, I’ve been thru all ur posts n i cnt stop stop myself from crying. I lost my 7 year old baby jessie on 25th april 2017. Her death was so sudden dat i can’t get over it. I left jessie to the care of my parents after i got married in december 2013. The separation was painful itself but i also knew dat she would be better off at my parents’ place koz my in-laws do not care much abt pets n jessie wud hv been so miserable. My parents took gud care of her after i left…in fact she has always been loved n treated like a queen at their place. A few weeks before her death she collapsed twice but then got back on her legs again after a couple of seconds. she was still behaving normally. Mom also thought that maybe she just slipped while running like she always did wen she ran fast on the slippery tiles. Then a few days before she died she was hardly eating but she still enjoyed the treats. I remembered clearly i gave her pizza three days before she passed. Then the very next day, mom took her to the vet who gave her 2 injections but he didnt even no what she was suffering from. I tink dats so unprofessional. Mom told me dat our baby has become so weak n could hardly walk after she csme back but we didnt no wat was awaiting us koz we always trusted dat vet. Then the next day she was still weak…however she did eat n also mom took her for a walk. I also called mom at night n insisted that we take her to the vet again koz i didnt want 2 lose her at any cost. I told vet abt all her symptoms n he took a blood sample n told me 2 take it 2 the lab the very next day n he also gave her an injection. Mom called me at night n told me dat our baby is still not getting better. She called again at 6am the next morning n informed me dat jessie is no more. My husband drove me to mom’s place n there i saw her dead body lying on her mattress. My bro told me dat he had three epileptic fits during the night. I feel so guilty 4 her death koz i asked mom 2 take her to that vet…never thought dat im pushing her towards death. I feel like im the reason of her death. Took her frm a shelter when she was two months old and she got gastro after a few days which lasted for a week. I remember staying with her day anx night until she got well. Jessie was the love of my life…i could neva think of a life without her even i was miles away frm her n nw she’s no more. Every day i ask god y did he take my baby away. I wish it was me…i love her more than i love myself. Before marriage i was living with my parents n jessie wud always sleep next 2 me on the bed n she would lay her head on my pillow. Each day i woke up n she was the first one i would look at. She was so understanding and mingled very easily with us. Now life is not the same without her. Mom n dad are shattered but they are keeping their pain to themselves. They have 2 other dogs but jessie was most special to them n to me. Im living each moment of my life in pain and despair. Now my parents dont want to adopt other dogs after jessie’s death koz none can be like her. I didnt see any ghost but i believe dat i got a sign from her dat she’s ok. Last time when i went to my reiki session, there were tarrot archangel cards lying on a table in front of the buddha statues n lots of disciples were picking up a card. I was also curious n so i picked up a card as well n guess wat? I picked the ‘hello from heaven’ card which says ‘your loved ones are in heaven doing fine. Let go of worries n enjoy their loving blessings’. I was so shocked? Is that truly a sign? N also last week…i dnt no whether it was my imagination or reality. I just saw jessie walking on the couch towards me while i was sleeping n she even licked me. I then woke up. It felt so real. Each day Im trying 2 comfort myself with the thought dat one day jessie n i maybe reunited at the rainbow bridge or she may be reincarnated. N i also pray 2 god 2 be kind enough to animals n not let them suffer koz these poor souls cannot express themselves n those who stray do not even have any one to look after them…after all they deserve that much.
Today is the day a part of me died. My baby girl, Lacey had to be put down. My girl is a funny, odd ball mix, she’s dachshund and pit bull. She looked like a mini pit bull, with coarse blond hair, long dachshund body w/pit bull head, 3ft long and 3ft tall. My Lacey came into my life by chance, 13years ago I seen a documentary about abused dogs, the ending said please adopt a dog, but make a life long friend. The next day, my ex and I went to the ASPCA. We went through 3 big buildings, seen pit bulls my ex liked, which of course were the mean looking ones, tiger striped with yellow eyes. I walked down literally the LAST row of dogs, there she was, my Lacey. I walked up and she came to the gate and licked my fingers and looked me in the eye with such love. Her, I want her, please please let’s get her. We began filling out the paperwork and learned Lacey’s story. She came in with a brother named Sharky. He didn’t have the pit bull head, he was same color, but built more like lab. I asked where is her brother, & to my surprise I was told he was the one in the kennel with Lacey. They belonged to an older man who passed away, but while he had Lacey and Sharky they went to obedience and were loved. We finally got done with the paperwork and we brought Lacey home. She loved chasing a ball, she’d run fast to get the ball, but would not give it back. I jokingly said to ppl, she didn’t make class that day, or that’s when she stopped going. Lacey was 2years old when I got her. We had many great years, until now. 2 days ago we hear a loud crash on the porch, went to see what happened and there’s Lacey breathing hard, having a seizure. I held her while she fought her way back to me. After, for an hour she walked in circles and running into things. All of which the vet said are normal for a dog after they seize. Then finally, Lacey’s came back into her regular self. I slept with her in my room so I could watch her. The following day comes, assuming it would be better, since the whole night she did great, she seized again. It wasn’t as bad as the previous one, and it didn’t give her temp blindness like the first one. She once again was back to her regular self, and had a great night. Finally, it’s Tuesday, my pay day, had to wait for pay. Vet said he couldn’t start treatment unless I had $300 deposit, that’s the only reason she didn’t get treatment the 2days she had seizures. All vets around required deposit for services. I went to my doctor that morning, the plan was to come home pick up Lacey for her 2:30pm Vet appt. That chance fled. While I was at the doctor, my dad was at the house, he called saying Lacey isn’t doing good, I got home as quick as I could. Lacey had labored breathing, so much drool to the point of foaming from the mouse. We ran her in, the Vet said she seized and her body wasn’t cooling down, the last seizure did it. Lacey was 118° and it was time. I reluctantly agreed and signed the paperwork. The doctor came in with the shots, I looked into her eyes and was telling she is perfect, if given the chance to go.back in time, I would do it all over again. I spoke to her and told her it’s okay. She could go now, be free, run my baby. You get to run again, and play with Blue. Your going to be missed baby girl. My Lacey, I will see you on the other side. Bye my baby…..My girl was brought home and was buried by her best dog friend Blue. It’s going to hurt forever, but my aunt said something that I love, some people think animals don’t have a.soul, so they won’t go to heaven. She said Heaven is to be perfect, better by long shot then Earth, what kind of Heaven would not have our babies there. God created them, he put them here on Earth to enjoy and love, they must be in Heaven also. She also told me scientists have found a similar connection with pets and humans, when a human passed, they were weighed and were about 12-15kilograms lighter, they weighed dogs too at time of death and they weighed 12-15kilograms less also. They were trying to figure what it was, some believe it’s the soul. Thank you for letting me talk about my baby. It helps talking about it.
Dearest Nina, thank you for sharing your wonderful and sweet story. It is certainly very dear to your heart and I truly believe Lacey has not left you yet. Her energy will still be with you and certainly will not want to see you being heartbroken for too long. I can totally understand how you feel as my heart still aches when my 17 yr old Maltese, Twinkle passed on 2 years ago. Even though our beloved babies left us, a part of them will still stay in our hearts. Please take good care of yourself and just remember the next time Lacey comes into your mind, she is right beside you tell you she is ok. Much Love to you during this difficult time.
I just saw this forum and had to write about my recent experiences with my deceased almost 13-year-old German Shepherd named Fimo. He was my third German Shepherd, absolutely the best dog I have ever owned in my life. I bought him from a breeder at the age of five months old and we formed an instant bond. He suffered from crippling hip dysplasia from the age of six months, mainly in his left leg. However, that did not stop him from walking miles with me, playing catch with the tennis ball in my backyard, which was his absolute favorite thing to do. He was the best ballplayer ever. His intelligence level was off the chart, he learned new words so quickly, new how to tell time ( he would let me know exactly what time it was for breakfast and dinner). He was my best friend. And I always thought there was something more to him than just being a dog. He was just too perfect.
When he turned 12 years old, he began losing feeling in his rear legs. It turned out to be that dreadful disease, degenerative myelopathy, where the spinal cord is pinched and the dog starts losing the ability to walk. He fought that disease for six months, until it hit his front legs as well and he just could not stand up any longer. He also had two episodes of vestibular disease, which is scary but the dog usually recovers in a couple of weeks. Their eyes start moving around in their head, their head tilts to one side and they lose their balance. It’s like watching a drunken sailor. I thought after the first episode that he had a stroke, but after Googling the symptoms I found this disease and he had the exact symptoms. His second episode began January 2, 2017 ( The first episode was about six months earlier) and this time it was much worse than the first time. At first he was wobbly and could walk, then he would collapse and not be able to stand up again. He was always able to walk during the first episode, although very wobbly and would run into things. I took him to the vet after this second episode, because my health is so bad ( I have severe spinal problems and grade 4 osteoarthritis in both knees. Fimo knew how much pain I was in, and he would run into my mom’s room (she lives with me, she is disabled as well but at 70 years old is in so much better condition than I am at 49 years old). She also had a very close bond with Fimo.
After eight days at the vet, he was improving but still could not stand up or walk on his own. The doctor said it was OK for him to come home, but advised me that they did not think he would be able to walk again. I brought him home on a Sunday (my vet is awesome, Community Veterinary in Garden Grove California) and they are even open for several hours on Sunday, which makes it really convenient since it is a 26 mile drive from where I live. I brought him home, had to practically drag him out of my SUV since he could not walk. I had a towel underneath his belly to help him but he was 90 pounds and it was a huge struggle but I managed to get him into the backyard. He stood up for a minute, greeted my other nine-year-old GSD, and then collapsed again. I barely got him inside the house. I thought he would recover like the last time but one hour after we came home, he refused to eat, which was very scary for me because this dog absolutely loves food. I spent the night with him, me lying on the sofa, and him on his dog bed. All throughout the night, he struggled to get up and just could not do it. His eyes lost all the spark and went flat. I knew I would have to take him back to the vet again on Monday, I could not understand what was going on because he was eating at the hospital but during his eight day stay he never stood or walked on his own.
On Monday the doctor examined him and noticed his decline, his eyes having no spark, and he had an irregular heartbeat. They booked him in for another five days. The next day at 10:00 AM I received a call from the doctor saying Fimo was in gastric distress and not doing well at all. All of the doctors there advised me that he would probably never be able to walk again. So I made that horrible decision to put him to sleep. He was such an independent, strong-willed dog and I knew how upset he was at not being able to stand up and walk. I was so hysterical that I was unable to drive down there, I probably would’ve crashed my car and killed someone or myself I was so upset. He passed away probably around 10:30 AM on Tuesday, January 10, 2017. He would have turned 13 in March.
OK, now comes the information you guys will love to hear. In March 2017, I had purchased a 3 1/2 month old female puppy, and I still had my 10-year-old GSD named LR. They were both laying by the Ottoman, I was coming back from the kitchen with a beer ( and I was not drunk at all) and felt his presence right by the Ottoman, The dogs seemed oblivious to this, and this spot is where Fimo in his final days here used to sleep. Then these words entered my mind “You have three dogs now”, then the presence was gone. I knew it was Fimo. I am not a religious person at all, and have never had an experience like this in my life, either with friends, family, other dogs that I have lost. It totally blew my mind. I guess I was an atheist, never believing in God or spirits or the afterlife.
On Monday, June 19th, 2017, I was at the doctors office having an epidural shot performed in my neck. My mom was going toward the front door to go outside on the porch to smoke. She felt a presence outside the door, knew it was Fimo, she was frightened but still opened the door and went outside and she sees Fimo walking up the path to the front porch. She said it looked exactly like him, he had these beautiful unique golden eyes. Then he disappeared and she could not feel his presence again. So two times in the past six months that he’s been gone he has come back. I did not see him, but he spoke to me telepathically. My mom saw him, but he did not speak to her. Now I am a total believer after this. This is just absolutely blew both of our minds.
Unfortunately I had to sell the puppy to someone else shortly after Fimo appeared in March, telling me that I had three dogs now. The puppy was very destructive, had a bad attitude and dominated my older GSD. With my poor health and my mom’s health, I could not deal with training her, nor did I have the money to pay for extensive training. Anyway, I just had to write this and let you all know that my dog has definitely come back twice, making me a believer now. I don’t know if he is always here or just comes and goes. I believe he is concerned about me because of my health, which has gotten even worse since he passed away on January 10th. I have been looking for work, I am a computer engineer but having a hard time finding a job that I can commute to and that matches my skill set. My stress level has been off the charts. But it is amazing that my loving, big hearted super intelligent dog who was always perfect, even as a puppy, has come back twice.
Just to let everyone know, Fimo has come back several times since I wrote this. One day my mom saw LR, my other German Shepherd, in the backyard just sniffing the air. Then he sat down and looked up and just didn’t move for a while like Fimo was somehow speaking to him. I have noticed a change in LR, he is more aggressive towards guarding the house, and has also taken up eating food quite a bit. Always he wants what we are eating, and all of Fimo’s favorite foods. I used to call Fimo “Wolfgang Puck” because he loved food so much.
I have also heard dogs toenails clicking on the kitchen floor, thinking it was LR but there was no LR. My mom has heard a clanging noise, like the bowl in the feeder where he used to eat. My mom also seems to have more of a psychic sense than I do, she told me today she feels like he is here all the time. Neither of us have seen him or spoken to him but she feels like she is always here. I remember the words he spoke to me through telepathy “you have three dogs now.” It makes me feel good that he is still here, it gives me comfort even though I was so sad when I can’t play with him or give him his favorite foods. I know I will see him again when I die and we will be together forever.
I had to put my 11 year old dog down after he and and my their dog ran full speed at eachother and broke his back. Today I was in the kitchen and my other dogs we in there with me and suddenly I heard the sound he made jumping on the chair. It was a scratching sound. I suddenly just started crying and I have noticed many other encounter with my beloved dog.
Hi Dani it is a definite sign that your beloved doggy visited you. Because you can actually sense him, that’s why you are in tears. It is a bittersweet experience and really glad that you’re sharing this with us all. My 17 yr old Maltese, Twinkle passed on in 2015 and I’ve yet to sense him yet. I’m still faithfully waiting for that moment to come to me and I believe that day will come. Stay strong Dani.
Hello all,
I came across your website just to find some help, support. I have had four wonderful cats up and until April. In April I had to let my beloved tabby of 20 years go. He was blind and deaf for a year and then developed epilepsy. In his case it was very clear as he didn’t recover strength after one fit. It was very upsetting as you can imagine but I knew it was time and I felt at peace. Only four weeks later I let my black lady go. She had suffered from CKD and wasn’t able to eat anymore even though she wanted to. She was a tough lady still wanting to go out but she was fragile just weighing under 2 kg. I felt like I am murdering a being as she was still full of beans yet it was also awful to see her scream from pain when she tried to eat. This time I had the vet come home. Now only a month later I am in the same dilemma. My third cat started of having breathing problems and at first I thought grass might be stuck in his throat or he has asthma. Unfortunately a month later and him breathing heavily and some x-ray and ultrasound, I have been told that he most likely has lung tumor. I thought I see how it is going but now constantly ask myself if he’s not suffering as his breathing seems labored and he looks sad just laying around really, not eating much. I let him go yesterday too but I feel so angry and frustrated. I know that’s life, I know they had a proud age with two being 20 and the last fur ball turning 16 this month, they have been an important part of my life and I am very grateful for they time with them. Anyway, I just had to let this out as it really got to me. One minute I am fine the next I just cry.
Lots of strength to everyone else who has had to ‘let go’. They’ll always remain in our hearts
Hi dear all,
Two days ago, on Saturday July 29th 2017 at 20.00, I lost my fantastic bernese mountain dog called *Brexie Boy”. It was a beautiful male and was only 9 1/2 years old. He was very strong and at same time fragile. I saved his life when he had a stomach turn twice, and finally I was happy peace came back and enjoyed him for almost another year. Than this terrible news that he had a spleen cancer tumor and I opted for a surgery again. We have spend 5 weeks of vacation together till that fatal day on saturday, where one of his lungs collapsed and he could not breath anymore. After 30 minutes, he passed away. I feel deeply touched and shocked that it came all that sudden. I believe God will take good care of him but hope Brexie will visit me from times to times …
My beloved cat Bear a grey Manx was taken away from me by a Coyote. I had him for two and a half years. When I found him he was badly wounded and I nursed him back to health. He was so lovable – never aggressive to any animal and hugged me and sucked on my toes. Just a gentle soul. He was out in front of my driveway – didn’t see it happen – called him in for feeding and there was no response – went out to search for him and all I found was his collar, a horrific struggle to survive, and a trail of blood. No body…..found out my neighbors dog was killed just two weeks prior the owner saying it was a coyote.. I don’t blame the coyote due to their habitat loss caused by over development. They are just trying to survive also. That said, I am absolutely heartbroken (and guilty I should not have let him out) and wish his spirit would come to me to let me know he is ok.
Andrew….my question is do ever reply to these posts?
Hi Jimmy,
I don’t think anyone reads this far down in the blog. I wrote an amazing story about my dog Fimo coming back several times, speaking to me, my Mom saw him outside on the walkway, and then just last night, he was here again. I had just gone to bed, turned off my light, and about a half hour later I heard a dog walking along the side of my bed, then this whimper noise that Fimo used to make. I immediately turned on my light, expecting to see him, but nothing was there. My other Shepherd LR was asleep in his crate, so it wasn’t him. Plus, it was Fimo’s voice. He passed away on Jan. 10, 2017 and still keeps coming back.
I am so sorry about the tragic death of Bear :(. I’ve had 3 other dogs pass away and not one of them ever came back. I don’t know why some do and some don’t. I had a very, very special relationship with Fimo, I always thought of him as a person, not a dog, because he was just so perfect, even when I got him at 5.5 months old. Scroll up a little and read my posts on June 24th and Aug. 17th, it will blow your mind. I’m quite shocked that no one has liked or responded to this amazing story.
Shelley
Don’t know if anything similar to this has happened to anyone else, we lost our beloved Labrador last Monday, he was nearly 14 and very poorly, needless to say we were heartbroken.
Yesterday evening I was alone in the living room sitting on the floor next the sofa that he used to sit on and I could smell the lovely aroma that is damp sweet grass, it was so strong, there were no doors or open windows and it was starting to get dark so no one was out mowing.
Our lovely boy often smelled like this, as he used to love rolling around on our lawn especially after it was freshly cut.
I was very emotional after this, and sobbed when I went to bed as I miss him so very much, even though I knew it was his time.
I wonder if somehow he was letting me know he was near?
I lost my cat recently. Jasmine. July 1st, 2017. I have captured some orbs of her as well. One going through her cat door I built. So I know its Jasmine! Video was taken July 4th or 5th that’s why you hear fireworks in background
So they can come back right away!!! I put Yogi down yesterday and he was here in the afternoon!
not long ago, my 11 year old maltese passed away. I believe it was because of fluids in his lungs and what when he laid down those fluids began to start choking him but I’m not sure. Is it possible that he is actually hurting after death? When I was asleep, I had a dream where I saw and petted him under his chin. He only had one leg but was able to move freely without too much trouble. Does he hold a grudge against me for not being there when he passed away?
Hi Smudge,
Did your dog have four legs when he passed? If so, it sounds like just a dream. My dog who couldn’t walk or even stand up came back to visit me, my Mom saw him outside the house a few months after he passed, and he was walking just fine. He was not showing any of the physical disabilities he had when he died. I also was not there when I had him put to sleep, my vet was 28 miles away (I went there because their prices were very reasonable and the doctors were very good). I just couldn’t make the drive, I would have killed myself or someone else on the freeway. I was absolutely hysterical. He was the love of my life for 12.5 years. He has come back so many times to visit me after he passed (and even spoke to me through telepathy), so I don’t believe he is upset because I wasn’t there when he passed.
All of you are giving me great comfort as we had to put our beloved cat Sylvester to sleep a few days ago as he had bone cancer and was suffering. My husband considered him his best friend & is really taking it hard. In our hearts we know our little boy is once again happy and healthy running among the fields and playing with other cats and kittens. I have had 2 dreams so far & in my dreams our boy was just fine with no pain. I just hope he comes back often in my dreams to visit.
I’m writing to you because on October 14,2017 my cat Chester died in my arms. I’ve been having atremendous amount of guilt because I’ve could have done more to safe him. My husband says it was time to go. I love that cat more than any other I’ve had in the passed. I do believe in the paranormal so they only I want is a sign from indicating that I did my best to take of him til the end. I know I will get it. RIP Chester!
Katherine I am so sorry for the loss of your beloved friend Chester. To be honest I have no words that can ease your pain. But I do believe that God loans us his pets to care for and learn unconditional love, to be able to place another one’s needs in front of our own. It is one of life’s biggest cruelties that our pets don’t live as long as people. From reading your story I can see that you did all you could to love and care for Chester. Guilt is one of the feelings all caring people suffer, but I am sure all the years you cared for Chester tell a different story. Easing a pet’s suffering is the most noble thing and greatest gift of love we have to suffer. Please take care of yourself, and trust in the Lord that he knows what we need. Remember the great times with Chester and may the Lord heal your heart.
I lost my beloved cat Mr Man aged 15 on the 23rd of october. He had Lymphoma and it was inoperable,plus he would have hated going to the vet all the time he was a homeboy. I nursed him for 5 weeks,and had the animal communicator come by to talk to him all the time.My vet came to the house, we knew it was time, and he died in my arms. It was very peaceful,but its been a devastating experience.I have 3 other kitties,but he was really my little boy. The animal communicator was at me today to chat to the others,because Missy who was adopted with him is taking it very hard and she said she saw him,and so did Sir my other boy.I wish i would see him too,and know he is ok and that he knows his mum loves him and making that call to the vet was one of the most difficult things i have ever done. I have been crying for a week,but trying to be strong for my other babies…..they are my children.
My old cat Rebound died a few months ago and my dog Yogi missed her a lot.
Yogi was old and sick and I was deciding if it was time to call it. I started seeing little flashes of dark on the floor in the last week or so and one or them had the familiar bounce that was Rebounds trot. I think she came to show him the way. I put Yogi down yesterday and had cried myself to sleep on the sofa when I was woken to his single little kiss. Absolutely no doubt it was him comforting me and letting me know he was ok. I didnt even think of trying to catch his spirit with the camera but I put food in his bowl this morning and will see if I can. Love you Yogi!
I rescued a puppy from the Omaha humane society on jan 5, 2006. He was 2 months old and was a surrender from a breeder. He was a full sheltie tricolor, in the summer of 2007 my ex wife was having sex with 70 year old men for gambling money and I divorced her. It was devastating for me and if it wasn’t for Carsen i am not sure what I would have done. I was extremely sick with heart problems and working full time was becoming hard to do. In April 2009 I was injured while working for the union pacific railroad and had to retire because of disability, then Carsen and I had to short sale our house and moved to scottsbluff, ne in jan 2010 and from that time until sept 29 2017 Carsen and I rarely spent a minute apart. He died sometime in the night of the 29th, i of course have been devastated ever since. I can’t come to grips with losing such a close friend. Anyway a few nights after is death i was dozing off in front of the computer, I heard him bark and said outloud “just a second boy” thinking he wanted to go potty. Quickly I remembered he was gone and I lifted my head and he barked again, i Looked at the door and i saw Carsen walk from the door to the place i found him when he died. My sister thinks I am crazy but i know what I heard and saw…I was not asleep. He looked stronger like when he was younger. I could see his hair color, white mane and black coat but i could tell it was not solid more ghostly, but solid enough,I knew who it was. Carsen and I were very tight, he never liked to be away from me and i him. Maybe he was showing me that he was ok aware of all the years I tried to make sure he was ok. I miss him and wish and pray I could see him again. RIP my dear friend, I will join you soon.
I read this a couple days ago but cant stop thinking about it. When my mums dog past she swore she saw him one last time running into the woods-his favorite place- when she was walking her other dogs. I think they often come back to say goodbye
Do you mean once they do appear they won’t come back again??
I lost my 13-year-old cat master to an acute attack of chronic kidney failure. It’s been three weeks and I’m grieving like the first day without her. Despite being an atheist I’m begging to all that might be and her soul to visit me and that’s the only thing that calms me from my cries. She appeared once in my dream and it might be my mind but I heard her steps through the house too. Do you think she might ‘stay’ with me and ‘communicate’ through my dreams again? Also in my dream she just had the air of “come pet me, you’re my servant anyways”, could by any chance that mean that she doesn’t love me (I was the only human permitted to pet her while she was here with me physically)? And hard to say but do you think we’d be with reunited with our pets once we die?
I’m sorry, I know I’m rambling and asking too many tough questions but I’m practically a grieving mind right now desperately trying to cling unto anything I can have in relation to her …
the early morning hours of nov 18, I could hear the sounds of Carsen’s nails dancing on the kitchen linoleum. when he was happy he would jump in circles and make a clippity noise from his toe nails. so i grabbed the camera and took two pictures and if i can figure out how to put them here, i will post them. i don’t know how, but the first picture showed a glowing spirit towards the floor and 3 orbs floating about. The second picture which was taken immediately after the first and the orbs and glowing whatever it was, was gone and so was the dancing noise. I sent pictures to my sister and she answered with one word “wow”.
I keep my nikon at the ready just in case something else happens.
My cat Koda died on Thanksgiving yesterday…I blame myself for her death because she has been sick and I have been with her every single day and I thought she was doing better but when I woke up yesterday she was having trouble breathing, but she had done that before so I thought nothing of it but I stayed with her and talked to her for a few hours before getting dressed and going into the living room to see my family. Around 2:00 I went in to check on her, it had only been 30 minutes since I had last checked on her. When I walked into my room she was laying on her side by her food so I thought she was sleeping. I called out to her and she didn’t move and when I tried to pick her up her little body was so stiff. My grandmother said she may have had a seizure and choked on her food….but what 4 year old has a seizure? She was supposed to go to college with me…she was supposed to see my first apartment…I can’t help but blame myself, if I had been there I might have been able to do something, I could have saved her. Since she passed away in my room, do you think I will hear or see her? She always woke me up in the morning by laying on my chest and rubbing my face…she’s only been gone a day and I already miss her so much
My experience is it is very possible. My stories about my Dog Carsen are true and I feel he made sure I knew it was him and that he was ok. We definitely bond with our pets and the love they give is unbreakable. I believe God loans us his pets and takes them home at his will. I don’t know your whole story but guilt is always an emotion we have, but it shouldn’t be. If you took good care of your precious Koda and loved her to no end then you should not feel guilty, and watch a listen closely and you may very well be visited. Taylor take care of yourself and may your heart be healed.
If you believe in spirits or ghosts do you guys think their spirits stay where they lived or they move around with us? Like if I moved to another house would my deceased cat follow me there or would she stay where she lived?? Or by any chance go where their remains are? Or where they lost their physical body?
Or would they see us? My friends tell me to stop grieving and start being more “energetic” for her sake because she can see me crying and that’d upset her … what do you think?
Again sorry for so many questions but this seems to be the only place where I can freely ask these questions from people who are well aware of how important all these questions are for us who’ve been chosen by these furry angels to accompany them through their lives and hopefully get reunited with them later perhaps.
Hi Zero I blogged here after my bulldog of 11 1/2 years passed and that was on June 9, 2016. I had him since a puppy and before my own children were born. I am sorry to hear about your lose as well. I am not going to sugar coat anything it’s been over a year since I lost Elvis and I have been praying for signs. I had a few I even contacted a animal phycic to try and heal me. And as good as she was It did not make me feel any better. I cry everyday once a day sometimes more if I am by his ashes it makes it worse. I am a roman cathlic and I dont think relgion has anything to do with anything but I find myself praying to god for signs till I found out I should be praying to certain angels for his signs. I had one exerience when the day after he passed I was sitting in the living room it was about 4 in the morning waiting for my husband to get home from work my kids were upstairs alseep and all of a sudden our front door had opened. Ithought it was tommy coming in and my boston terrier went running to the door but he never barked or ran out like he would. I waited for the door to close and it never did. I walked over and my boston was standing next to the open door I went outside and nothing no reason the door was locked. This had never happened before and usually my boston would great you outside and he was just sitting there. I am hoping that was a sign elvis came back to check on us. I had a few other little things nothing to were I seen him or heard him but the other day I just broke down in the kitchen cooking dinner and I cried and cried and after I got myself together on the counter was a little white feather. I am a firm beleiver that was a sign and if it was not from Elvis someone tried to confront me and I can’t explain where that little feather came from. But I did put it on his ashes. I would give my left arm if I could see him for 30 more seconds. I know dogs can’t talk and I’m sure they don’t understand what we are truly saying but he gave the greatest gift to me over than my husband who I love to pieces. There is a special bond I had with Elvis I knew since the first time I seen him. I have 2 other dogs but I don’t have that bond. my heart wants to belive he is here and I was told once that he comes to me every night right before you go into that deep sleep he comes to check on me. That is what I think about every night when I go to bed. His bed still lays next to my side. I would never take it up. They said healing would take time but it didn’t for me. The love of an animal is stronger than any human I love my kids my husband to death but the unconditinal love he gave me just can’t be replaced. I was hoping our bond was so strong he would be here more giving me signs but I learned they just happen when you least expect them. I find confort in knowing that he comes here everynight while I am in twlight it helps me get to sleep. Maybe he doesn’t maybe he does but it helps me. It’s so sad animals lives are so much shorter than ours but my son told me dogs and cats have a reason why they don’t stay here for as long as we do. He is 11 now and grew up with Elvis and he said to me when he passed that humans have to learn to love and we are taught Elvis allready knew how to love and he taught us so he had to move on to his next journey. I did nothing but cry with him that night he wasn’t there when I had to put him down I rushed him to the vet so he never got a chance to say goodbye and he was very hurt. So sorry this is so long but this blog I found searching for signs of dogs who passed and it has been a healing source to come to and hope hearing all stories. I just miss him so much and time didn’t heal me. We did everything had a memorial we have a table with his ashes with pictures the kids put all little things on his box anytime we go past it we say his neat neat. I keep his spirit alive with my children so they will never forgot. so now that I am crying and it took me forever to write this. Don’t give up on signs dont look for them. They will just happen. They are always in your heart and I’m glad I got his love for 11 1/2 years he did teach me the true meaning of love and not to judge. Not everyone could love a big stinky english bulldog (and he was stinky lol) but what I wouldn’t give for one of those big wet sloppy kisses.
And also we have moved since he passed to a new house and I was afraid he would not follow since that was the last place he knew. Wherever we go he is with us. I have signs here. I have always have signs my my grandmother who passed in 1988. I don’t think in death it matters. whether its a human or animal death they are always with you. If you try and google angles there is a list of who we should be praying to. I have it on my phone so I look it up when I need it. I am not big on relgion but I do pray. Look up angles to pray for certain things like St. Anthony I pray to him when I lose something and he has never failed me. I wish we could pass out emails lol I would give you my list to keep on your phone or anywhere close and you find you are breaking down God has a plan for all of us and I know there is heaven waiting for me at the rainbow bridge. But my duties belong here on earth but life after death I strongly believe exisits. Animals may not come back to us the way we remember them but for me it’s in the form of a feather when I cry or a scratch on my leg you need to cry it’s a good emotion and it gets out our anger and hurt I find it healing to have a good cry but it is always nice to have a sign after knowing that someone or something was there with you and they know your pain and you are hurt. That feather in my kitchen should have not been there no reason at all I am hoping it was Elvis letting me know he was there and he see’s my pain and he sent me a gift Everyone has a gaurden agnel its just how we want to belive or accept their duties in guarding us. I wish I could say Elvis was my gaudian angle but I knew I had one long before and my angle knows how much I miss him and heals me without me knowing. sorry for all the typo’s its just hard to type and cry
Dearest Jennifer thank you for sharing with us, it is indeed very heartwarming to hear your story as one of my favorite Guinea Pig, Pebble just passed on after I brought her for a spay. She was a happy girl and very interactive and losing her is just too painful as it was totally unexpected. I am still hoping to hear from her again but I guess I am not as sensitive as some of you here. Still praying to meet her again and take care of her one more time as I feel that I owed her a life. I’m still filled with guilt and remorse for bringing her for a spay when she is barely 2 years old.
I blogged here on June 2016 when I had to put my English Bulldog down after 11 1 /2 years. My heart stopped I was and still am mourning his lose. The week before Christmas it was normal in my home everything going as planned for xmas and the kids and on a Thursday night around ish my 12 year old Boston started throwing up but it was his food and it was whole so I didn’t think too much of it. He then throw up again but he calapized after he did he got right back up he looked dazed but something was off. I watched him that night and the next morning his belly was big and hard and I knew from Elvis he was in heart failure. I rushed him to the vet. Dublin was a healthy dog never sick never had him to a vet besides his shots and check up. He was just a good healthy dog. The vet was in shock we planned to drain his belly of fluid in the next few days we started water pills heart pills and anitbotics I took him home he was eating I cut out all salt and started chicken diet the water pills seemed to be working but then he went on the couch and yelped and had a small seizure. By the next Tuesday he seemed to be getting better he made his way upstairs and slept in bed with us pooping and peeing normal. So I thought we caught this in time and he had such a will to live I thought we caught it. By Wednesday night I seen his belly was getting bigger and he threw up and it was yellow. My heart sunk and I knew from my bulldog this was coming to an end. ( I didn’t have this chance with my bulldog) he was too far gone. I again rushed him back to my vet on 12/21 I wanted her to check him and push up draining his belly. But in my heart I knew he wasn’t coming home but I was going to see if there was a chance. he had a small seizure there and I knew when I felt his paws Wednesday night and they were ice cold his body was giving out. I still had hope. He had a will to live and I had the time to take care of him. My vet seen him and knew his body temp was dropping there was blood in his poop when she took the thermodar out. She said he did not have much longer he was not suffering or in pain but it was time. My heart broke not my Dublin. I had to live this nightmare again. She gave me 2 options I could put him down there or take him home and she would give me something to keep him relaxed till it happened. Being I have 2 kids and I have had my dogs longer then I have had my own children I did not want them to see Dublin die all though I would have done it if my kids were not here. I put him down that morning and I held him in my arms as she started and he fought for his life and I just started crying my bulldog closed his eyes and went so peacefully. But my Dublin had a fight and I knew his soul didn’t give up but his body was just going slowly this was the hardest decision of my life even harder than putting Elvis down. I found this site looking for healing and to find out why I never got any signs of Elvis after he passed except for 1. my kids even said they never really felt Elvis came back but a few times but maybe I want a sign so bad I missed them. Elvis was my dog but Dublin was like our family dog he just loved everyone and took a bond with my 5 year old daughter. They would dress up paint his nails poor Dublin let her dress him up like a princess and I think he loved it. The vet’s office surprised me and paid for his ashes to come back to me. When I called to pay To have him cremated they said he was already back I was in tears and they also made me his foot print and part of his fur in a frame like they did with Elvis. Since it’s just me and the kids home at night my husband works nights my son woke me up a few nights ago and said Mom Dublin was here he’s downstairs on the couch I was playing xbox and looked over and he was their looking at me and I turned and he was gone. My daughter started talking in the kitchen on his rug he layed on when I was in there and said dubbie’s here and he kissed me. (She does not quite understand death) she knows Dublin and elvis are in heaven. I was cleaning up the Christmas toys one night they went to bed and there was coins by where my daughter was playing in her dream house. I picked up the money and looked it was 2 dimes and a penny. 21 cents I put Dublin down on 12-21 and she just happened to be playing with the coins. I don’t even know where they came from. I put the 21 cents on his ashes. I keep seeing climpes of him looking around the cornor of the kitchen where he layed on the couch nothing big just his image and then it’s gone. I think he is letting us all know he is still here. I know his soul did not want to leave but I couldn’t save his body. my husband who thinks I am crazy for beliving all this and ghosts and signs said to me he felt him here he didn’t see him but he felt him when he layed on the couch. Tonight I was making dinner I was by the garbage and I swore I heard his nails on the kitchen floor. I checked everything even our other dog (which is his son) and he was sleeping by the kids. his son Jeter who is our last dog has been acting funny. I know he is sad and does not understand but he knew he was sick. Jeter has been scratching on our bathroom door where he use to lay by the vent when I open the door to show him he’s not there he just sits and stars at his spot to the point I leave the bathroom door open for him now. I find peace knowing Dublin is here and making himself known not just to me but my children and even my husband. I was actually thinking of moving soon this house holds too many memories and I am making myself crazy but for the first time I can say I feel him I know they are here. Dublin is defiantly making his presence known and it’s comforting. I was hoping more from Elvis but the one thing he did the day he passed I know it was him saying goodbye and he was okay. Maybe I want it so much from Elvis I missed all this. With Dublin my sadness and hurt is breaking me down and I find comfort in knowing they are together again and they know we are here. I am just wondering why Dublin is making it known to all of us down to my children do some pets who pass come back but we don’t know they are there? I was looking for Dublin’s signs just as much as Elvis but we know he is here. I thought my bond with Elvis was so strong he would never leave but my bond with Dublin seems to be just as strong and he is here. It’s been a sad 2 years losing 2 great dogs to the same condition I am just hoping he stays with us like he has been
January 16 we lost my little girl Emma from kidney’s failure 😢😢emma was a little chocolate \black shihtzu broke hearts terribly 😢😢 she was 12 my little doll, since she passed I felt her on the bed wanting to cuddle like she always has and her buddies since her also I ewfelt her on the. bed scratching to make herself comfy that was her so cute she was doing that 😊i can’t stop crying thank you for listening on here
I lost my cat, Kitty, 9 years ago. I got him when I was 3 years old. He died 2 days before my 20th birthday. I have never been so upset, i cried for weeks and im not sure ive ever cried that hard before or after that. He was my shadow. When I first moved away from home, I saw him on my bed constantly for about 3 months. Then nothing until 5 years ago, when I got a new kitten, I swear I saw him playing with my kitten a few times, and then nothing. A few days ago, the place I got him from had a community event, and now, I’ve seen him sleeping multiple times per day on my current cat’s bed, and he’s disappeared after a few seconds. He was a tuxedo, and my current cat is a white tabby. I don’t know what this means, but I thought he would have crossed over a long time ago.
I had to put my boxer dog down on 24th January 2018 due to a brain tumour effecting him at a really old age . He was 13 which is old for boxer dog and it’s the first time iv ever experienced the loss of a best friend. Bob got my through a lot of mental health issues so losing him really broke my heart and nearly two weeks on I can’t get the imagine out of my head about what happened in the vets room . His eyes went from a bright brown to jet black within a matter of seconds . I didn’t know he was dead and I was still holding him and talking to him thinking he could hear me. All I remember is they said his heart stopped at 12:05 and I looked at the clock and it was 12:15 …. I just stormed out the vets . I have a second dog who was brought into the home as a puppy and always had bob by her side but for some strange reason she happy , she recognises old videos of bob barking . I still hear him walking around in the kitchen, going for a drink of water , scratching his neck so his collar would make a sound , I also hear him yawn. I can feel him a lot of the time , he always rest his head on our laps to get our attention for some fuss and I can still feel that happen now which is super strange . My dad says it’s my mind playing tricks on me because I’m grieving but I feel like bob is always by my feet. I’m not crazy am I ?
Hi, my name’s Amanda. It’s been fascinating and comforting to read everyone’s experiences. On July 18th 2017 we had to have our black cat, Merlin, put to sleep. He suddenly became very ill and the vet discovered a tumour, she said he wouldn’t recover. This was two days before the birth of my daughter, who’s now 6 months. We were all devastated. I just wished he could have met the baby. We have two other cats who pined for him for ages, looking for him under beds and other places he liked to sleep. A week ago we moved our daughter into her own bedroom, taking her cot out of our room. Since then my partner and I have woken up on a couple of occasions feeling a cat jump onto the bottom of our bed and knead at our feet. After searching the bedroom however, none of our other cats have been in the room. Merlin used to lie under the bed and then jump up onto the duvet during the night. Could he be visiting us? Any thoughts on why he’s doing it now three baby is in her own room? I’d love to think that he’s visiting us. I often talk to his casket on the shelf. We had him cremated so we could keep him with us in some way 🙂 xx
On January 14th of this year, I had to say goodbye to one of my greatest friends in the whole world. My miniature pinscher Luke, passed away from pancreatitis, and pneumonia. Having raised him since he was a baby, and losing him, months before his 8th birthday, has devastated me more than anything else ever has. When we first took him to the vet, they told us he’d need to have 24 hour a day care, so my mother and I jumped in the car, and drove 2 and a half hours to the nearest vet the provided such care. After 4 days, of constant care, my mother decided that we needed to go and see him and just bring him home so he could spend his final moments with us, as he was only getting worse. When we arrived, he was laying down, his breathing pretty labored. He saw us, and immediately stood up, the vet opened up the door to his box (he had to be in a oxygen chamber), and he leaned in and wagged his tail and gave both me and my mother a load of kisses. After such, the vet closed it back up, as to preserve his oxygen. But he then laid down and his breathing and heart began to slow down. My mother wanted to hold him in his final moments, we knew he was about to slip away from the look in his eyes. So together my mother and I held him as he looked at us one last time before finally passing away. In a way, I feel as though he knew what was happening, and held on so he could say goodbye. Even so, I’m left with a huge amount of guilt, that I didn’t do something for him sooner.. and maybe if I had, he would still be with me today. Not a day has gone by since where I don’t cry. Losing him has broken my heart in a way I didn’t think was possible.. His urn is on my bedside table, along with his food bowl, his favorite toy, his winter coat, and his engraved paw print. I find myself staring at them most of the day, sobbing, and telling him how sorry I am that I couldn’t save him.
There have been a few times where I swear I’ve seen him out of the corner of my eye, or heard him walking around our kitchen, but I could never be sure. I’m still hoping that one day I will receive some sort of clear cut sign. So that I know he is always with me.
As stupid as it may sound, I didn’t want him to think we abandoned him at that vet, and I just hope he knows how much I love and miss him.
Hell Ashley.thank you for sharing your experience,we lost our two beautiful babies (two german Shepherds within a year yunni she was diagnosed with throat cancer and samba was diagnosed with cancer on spinal cord.it was incredibly painful couldn’t believe when doctors told me I wasn’t going to be able to save them .now our house is empty even though my wife and me we have heard specially samba winning around 9:00pm what used to be his feeding time my wife she said that she had heard him walking around the house .we know he is still with us .younknow my wife’s Reiky therapist told her that when a person or a pet die they still wondering because they don’t know they are dead until they realize they have to go it takes from 48 hours to a month.so yes I like to think that our beloved friends are still with us .again thank you for sharing .
I lost my soul dog on sept 29, 2017. He was a beautiful tricolor sheltie i adopted from the Omaha Humane Society when he was 2 months old. He was one month from turning 12 when he died. Three days after he had passed, it was 1224 in the morning and I heard him bark at me like he wanted outside. I looked up at the door and he was looking at me and barked again. He was in the shape of his body but more of a black almost transparent figure of himself, he did look younger and stronger, then he walked away towards where he died. i haven’t seen him since and i have read that sometimes they come back to say goodbye, but i don’t want him to say goodbye, I pray I see him again. I know he loved me just as much as I loved him. I talk to him like he is still here everyday. Someone please tell me he wasn’t saying goodbye
Two weeks ago, I lost my sweet little Russian blue cat, Tucker. He was the sweetest little guy any one could have. It was really quick, he was having trouble breathing due to liquid filling up in his chest; with his kidney disease and his age, he was 15, nothing could be done, but to let him walk over the rainbow. About 9 hours later, I was walking out of work and I heard a cat meow, twice. Im sure it was him letting me know he was okay and happy. There is one day I was laying in bed and it seemed like was there with me and we were cuddling. Very therapeutic.
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2 week ago my dog died of cancer. Last night i walked outside and i saw him next to a tree he walked up to me and i sat down. when i went to pet him he vanish. I don’t know if i am just sad that he died or he came back. My other family member are complaining about weird noises at night like him walk and panting.we even saw two of our cats starring at one stop act all happy it was weird because ever since he died they all were quiet. please reply to tell me is going on.
I had lost my cat 7 years ago, from illness sometimes I can swear I feel her jumping up on our bed. It comforts me to think she may be visiting me:)
Hi,
I have lost my beautiful cat Mitzu four days ago and it is unbelievable how painful it is. She came into our garden 9 years ago and we had the most wonderful time, the last three years we found that she has parodontosis and had to remove most of her teeth… in May we have been to the vet again and they discovered that she has a hard mass in her tummy…. then she was loosing weight and suffering too much so I have decided to put her to sleep and end her suffer…the hardest thing I’ve done in my life!
I had just one dream with her and I’ve told her that I miss her and lover her to bits and asked if she is happy but she didn’t seem happy, just lonely …. it might be just my imagination and I hope she will come to let me know how she is…
Thank you all for posting your stories and wishing you & your furry friends all the best!
I’ve just smelt my late dog. A psychic connected with him a while ago, and I was shocked how he came up with things my dog showed or told him-things the psychic had no clue about. I’ve also witnessed once the reaction of my dog during our walk. He stopped, started sniffing the air, looked at me shocked and froze. I knew my other dog was with us.
I was videoing my daughter and an orb went passed really quickly. I know it was my fiancé’s dog who passed away 2 years ago. He was watching over us. I miss him so much. I find comfort knowing he is here with us 😊