I’m not sure if I mentioned it here or not, but a while ago I was lying in bed and thought I caught a glimpse of a cat going into my closet. My own cat, Sage, was either on the bed or on the other side of the room. It spooked me a for a bit, but I soon forgot about it – until recently.
The night before last Sage started acting weird and crying like she wanted something. I checked that she had food and water and even gave her a little drink of milk and a taste of her kitty greens. Nothing I did seemed to satisfy her. Finally in frustration, I stood up and said “Show me.”
She trotted across the living room and into the bedroom, stopping periodically to look behind her to make sure I was following. She went into the bedroom and crawled into the closet. This closet has a curtain, which I pulled back to see what she was doing.
It also has several boxes, folded clothes and extra blankets on the floor. She went to the blanket and began to crawl under it while looking back at me and crying. I know I should have looked under the blanket, but I did’t. I just called her out and left the room. It was nighttime and the closet was dark and I simply didn’t have the courage to look under the blanket or move the boxes to see what was there. I thought maybe she was showing me her hiding place – at least that’s what I told myself.
It wasn’t until the next day that I remembered seeing the “ghost cat” go in the closet. Now, I’m wondering if the two events are connected and what I might have discovered if I’d explored the closet. Sage was perfectly normal the next day and has been since.