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As if seeing the weird black orb floating in my room the other night wasn’t enough to get a good freak on, my cat has now decided to suddenly look into the doorway to my darkened bedroom, run towards the door as though she was about to catch something and then eerily back up like she is afraid.
I can’t see a thing. I even got the flashlight to look behind the mirror and in the closet. There isn’t anything there. She is now sitting in my room watching some invisible object as it moves along the floor.
Call me short-sighted, but when I saw the orb the other night and posted about it here, I didn’t think about all the times my cat has sat on the edge of my bed and “watched” something floating around the room. Those of you who have been reading my blog probably remember the times I have been spooked by her actions and even gotten down and laid beside her trying to see what she is looking at.
I don’t know if they are connected, but I can tell you that I’m feeling a little spooked tonight.
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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.
Things have been quiet lately, but somehow I knew it couldn’t be permanent. When the skeptic started playing with a robotic dog last night, I knew the ghost wouldn’t be far behind. You see, in the past another electronic “toy” had to be put away because it would suddenly activate for no reason.
This morning while sitting at my desk writing, I suddenly heard a loud “Pssst!” from behind me. I looked around and there was nothing to be seen. I was home alone and both the cat and dog were sleeping. As usual, I rationalized and thought perhaps the dog made the sound in his sleep and went back to work.
A little while later, I heard it again – but this time the cat sat up and looked around for the source of the sound. Convinced it was nothing to be alarmed about, she has gone back to sleep – I, on the other hand, am left wondering who or what is so insistent on getting my attention this morning.