Day 229; Footnotes of Super Freaky Spooky Weird Day

Well this morning was odd. Not scary, just…odd.

As I was talking with mom this morning, I happened to look up and notice a shadow on the door room this room into the kitchen. It was the shadow of a cat. We have only one official, indoor only cat by the name of Cricket. She knows that she is not allowed on the counters, though she will try to sneak every once in a while. He shadow always gives her away. A little backstory, in the past we had two more indoor only cats, Gypsy a gorgeous calico and Sawyer who was Cricket’s dad. Both of those two cats crossed the rainbow bridge years ago.

 Seeing the shadow, I knew I had caught Cricket in the act. As mom continued to talk, I slowly eased out of the chair and glanced around my desk and through the door. The counter was empty. Cricket was nowhere to be seen. Shrugging I sat back down as mom kept talking. Within moments I once again saw the shadow. Again, I eased out of my chair and looked. The counter was empty. Cricket was standing in the living room looking at me. There were not any sounds of her jumping down, no sound of her running away. I sat back down as mom finished up telling me about having to take her dog to get groomed later this morning.

 While this is going on, the dogs are outside, my son is at work. Its me and Cricket inside the house. As I watched, again there was the shadow that was obviously a cat on the door. The ears twitching and head moving. Easing up, I stepped to where I could see. Nothing. Sitting down mom was finishing up telling me about dad’s doctor appointment tomorrow. As she is telling me bye, there is that shadow again. I return the phone to its base and slowly stand up. Once again I step through the door, the counter is bare, and Cricket comes walking from the other part of the house thinking I was about to gift her with treats. Again and again, it was proven it wasn’t Cricket on the counter.

 Shrugging and because it really wasn’t scaring me, I spoke out loud, “I’m glad you’re visiting, you’re welcome to stay, just please get down off my counters and go lie down somewhere as you know that isn’t allowed.” There were no more shadows on the door.

I believe in the afterlife. I believe that when we die, our soul continues. I believe in angels and demons. Personally, I do not believe that a loved one who has died, can visit us. I do believe that angels can deliver messages and signs. As for animals, that is a gray area. Humans have a soul, I have no knowledge of animals. But, animals are a creation of God, that being so, who is to say they too will not go to a place in Heaven? Can animals return? Can they visit to deliver a sign or to check on their family? I have no answers.

On another note, I think our mail carrier has a mean streak. I saw them go down the road and waited for their return. As he came back up the road, he got almost to my mail box and stopped. They sat parked in the same spot, just feet from my mailbox for a while. Then began to pull forward slowly. Then continued slowly past the box and on up the road. I keep hoping for a card from someone, anyone..

Now, here I sit, both dogs close by my chair. Cricket in the other end of the house with my son, her person. Outside the winds are still blowing hard, thunder is sounding all around us. Rain has begun to fall and the lights have blinked slightly once. It could all be unnerving, but I am confident, all will be well.  No matter how super freaky the evening gets.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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9 Responses to Day 229; Footnotes of Super Freaky Spooky Weird Day

  1. John says:

    You’ve had a spooky day, Rebecca! That’s really odd that you saw the cat shadow so many times yet your cat isn’t there. Spooky! My niece, now a young adult, claimed that my mother visited her in her bedroom after she passed in 2012.

    • Right now I can’t recall how long had passed after my husband’s death, but one night I was in bed, somewhere between asleep and awake as I wasn’t sleeping much at all. Suddenly I heard my husband call my name. It was loud and clear enough that I started to and was almost standing when I remembered. To me, it was a sign that he was now happy and well in his heavenly home.

  2. Silk Cords says:

    VERY odd. I’ve had my own share of ghost stories as well. The only “logical” (ie non-spiritual) explanation I could offer is that the shadow was coming from somewhere else; cat in the kitchen window, etc…

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