I've heard people say they are but I just don't know. I'm aware cats can sense emotions, pick up vibes and what not. I believe they can have mental bonds with people. Popsie and I have one. What are your opinions.
I was thinking that also. I remember once when I was walking down the stairs at home I slipped and landed on my tailbone, then thumped the rest of the way down on my butt. As I layed there moaning on the living room floor in pain Popsie ran up to me and gave me the sweetest, inqusitive meow like asking, "are you OK mommy?" It made me laugh and I said, "yes baby, mommy will be fine." After that he walked off.Originally Posted by NoRachelHere
I dont know if I would call them psychic as much as I would say they have very good intuition and understand us as a part of their family and daily lives. They know how we usually act and can sense when we are not well... I know when I was exhausted or in pain from the lupus Dinah was at my side the whole way...
In many cases, depending on the kind of information being "transmitted," I think you're exactly right. But I've also seen other kinds of exchanges that just can't be explained by what I think of as intuition.Originally Posted by NoRachelHere
I dont know if I would call them psychic as much as I would say they have very good intuition...
I have to agree with this one too. Snowball has been in our home since my son brought him home as a tiny 2 month old kitten 16 1/2 years ago. He knows me and my habits so well that he almost seems to be reading my mind.Originally Posted by NoRachelHere
I dont know if I would call them psychic as much as I would say they have very good intuition and understand us as a part of their family and daily lives. They know how we usually act and can sense when we are not well... I know when I was exhausted or in pain from the lupus Dinah was at my side the whole way...
That`s such a sweet story!Originally Posted by krazy kat2
My dear little RB kitty Fred always knew when I was happy or sad. If I was happy, he had a little happy dance, turning in circles and meowing cheerfully until I picked him up and danced a little with him, or if I was sad or sick, he was right there with me. He was acting funny one night like he wanted me to go to bed. He cried and meowed until I did, and sat on my pillow and rubbed my head with his paw. 2 hours later I woke up in such pain I thought I was going to die. I did not want to wake my SO, so Fred jumped on him and ran screaming into the living room where I had gone. He took me to the hospital and found out I had my first kidney stone. When they released me, my SO tucked me in, went and got my meds, then I insisted he go to work. He worked less than a mile away, so he went on, leaving a window open. When I woke up 18 hours later Fred was still sittil on my pillow leaning against the wall, but refusing to sleep until he knew I was ok. I asked why the window was open, he said he figured Fred would come get him if something went wrong.
Awww, they love us even during our worst moments.Originally Posted by algebrapro18
Me and Tom have that kind of bond to. I noticed it early on in our relationship and was amazed at how quickly it developed. When ever me and my girl used to fight over the internet I would get very upset(mostly mad) and Tom, despite feeling how mad I was, would always sit right down on my stomach and chest and purr his little throat out and stair in my eyes until I calmed down. Something about having a purring cat laying on you and that kind of eye contact rally calms a person quickly. Then a few months after I got him I started to get sick alot and went though a period of time where I was throwing up about 2-4 times a week(surgery related) and I would always shut the door and throw up in the toilet(I was afraid of getting sick on him, thats why the door was shut). Anyway I would be getting sick and he would be trying to rip the door of the hinges with his two front paws. When I eventually opened the door he would come rushing in and would sit there mowing at me and looking up at me with very big worried eyes. He still does that, every time I get sick he wants to be in there but i'm to worried about getting sick on him that I still keep the door shut. This past week I had mild food poisoning and was on the toilet A LOT and he, despite the horrid smells coming out of me, would sit right behind the toilet and be ready for pettings when I needed comforting.