I'm a Christian, this is all true.
I lost my cat, Mischief, 3 years ago, but this story takes place last year, a few months after my cat Tiger's death. I lost all 3 of my babies in 3 years- Mischief from Feline pancreatic cancer in 2012, and my girls, Tiger Jae & Stripey Mae in 2014 from old age. (born in 2001) I was half sleeping, thinking of him, when I drifted to full sleep. I remember walking into a field. It was sunny, not hot like it was then, and in the middle, I saw Mischief, just laying there. I ran to him. 'Oh my gosh! Son, I've missed you!' I buried my head in his fur. I felt a presence behind me. "I know. Your heart has been crying in pain since his death." I turned around, and saw a man sitting on the ground by me. "Why?" I asked Him. "He was only 8! Chris was helping me to try and ready for myself with the girls, but WHY HIM?!" I was (and still am at times) hurt. The man just patted His leg and Mischief came over. 'It was his time. Remember, 'A time for everything...' I just glared at him. I was furious! 'BULLSHIT! He was a baby compared to Ty(Tiger)! I'm sorry for swearing, but I hurt! I miss him, and now You have Ty! I've been in Virginia since 2012, and I hate it! I want to go back to Colorado where all 3 were alive and meowing!' He just looked at me with love and patience. "You love your kittens as if they're your children. Remember, Sugar was 6 when she passed. Be strong. When the time is right, the next kitten will come to you. You just need to be patient. (something I lack) Mischief, give her last love, then follow Me." Mischief rubbed his fur against me. "I promise Baby Boy, I'll tell her you love her." Her, in regards to the last of the three, Stripey, his 'girlfriend.' I was surprised she didn't follow him as close as they were. "Forgive me," I kissed his head. Something he hated from me. Ok, where is the trademark shake-off?" He just walked off, following the man.
As I stated at the start, I'm a Christian, and I honestly believe Jesus came to me in my dream. I mean, it happened in the Old Testament, and Jesus Himself promised to help His believers. I was taking Mitif's death hard, yes, then my hubby tells me he gets deployment orders a few weeks later. THANKS UNCLE SAM! (rolls eyes) So I was mourning my Baby Boy with NO support from my hubby, and I KNOW it hit him hard, Mischief was his kitten! I know Stripey was hurting. When he died, at my parents' home, she laid beside him and bathed him. Hubby bought me a digital picture frame filled with pictures of Mischief. Had a few with all three of them. I caught Stripey looking at the pictures one day, and it looked like she had tears. I sat beside her. I tried to console her. I don't know if cats can cry, but her face was so sad. When her sister and litter mate died in January 2014, she didn't seem to mind or care. Cats, go figure! Stripey passed in September of 2014 of kidney failure. Old age and diabetes took a toll on her. Honestly, we don't know what was the cause of death for Tiger. I know hubby's deployment hit her hard. Everytime hubby called, she would jump on my lap and meow and/or purr. I hope it made his day, it made hers! When he came home, she ignored him, as to say, 'I'm mad at you!' A few months later, she forgave him, after I kept telling her it isn't his fault, so stop being a butt to Daddy! Losing Stripey, it was too much for me. I don't work, so, not having a companion with me while he's at work makes things unbearable! Hubby knew I always wanted a Rag doll, so he found a cattery not far from us. Well, I love the kitten, but maybe it was too soon... he, the kitten claims hubby, not me, and I was the intended person! I love Braveheart, my little chicken of a kitten! He cracks us up with his antics. I know that I will ALWAYS miss my beloved cats! They are more than just pets, they're my children, my friends, my everything!
Until we meet again guys, I love and miss you!
Sugar Bear- 1989- 1995
Smokey Blue-1989- 1998
Mischief Trouble- 2004- 2012
Tiger Jae- 2001- 2014
Stripey Mae- 2001- 2014
Braveheart Lion- born 2014 (you better not die on me soon!)
Thanks for reading and letting me vent!
I lost my cat, Mischief, 3 years ago, but this story takes place last year, a few months after my cat Tiger's death. I lost all 3 of my babies in 3 years- Mischief from Feline pancreatic cancer in 2012, and my girls, Tiger Jae & Stripey Mae in 2014 from old age. (born in 2001) I was half sleeping, thinking of him, when I drifted to full sleep. I remember walking into a field. It was sunny, not hot like it was then, and in the middle, I saw Mischief, just laying there. I ran to him. 'Oh my gosh! Son, I've missed you!' I buried my head in his fur. I felt a presence behind me. "I know. Your heart has been crying in pain since his death." I turned around, and saw a man sitting on the ground by me. "Why?" I asked Him. "He was only 8! Chris was helping me to try and ready for myself with the girls, but WHY HIM?!" I was (and still am at times) hurt. The man just patted His leg and Mischief came over. 'It was his time. Remember, 'A time for everything...' I just glared at him. I was furious! 'BULLSHIT! He was a baby compared to Ty(Tiger)! I'm sorry for swearing, but I hurt! I miss him, and now You have Ty! I've been in Virginia since 2012, and I hate it! I want to go back to Colorado where all 3 were alive and meowing!' He just looked at me with love and patience. "You love your kittens as if they're your children. Remember, Sugar was 6 when she passed. Be strong. When the time is right, the next kitten will come to you. You just need to be patient. (something I lack) Mischief, give her last love, then follow Me." Mischief rubbed his fur against me. "I promise Baby Boy, I'll tell her you love her." Her, in regards to the last of the three, Stripey, his 'girlfriend.' I was surprised she didn't follow him as close as they were. "Forgive me," I kissed his head. Something he hated from me. Ok, where is the trademark shake-off?" He just walked off, following the man.
As I stated at the start, I'm a Christian, and I honestly believe Jesus came to me in my dream. I mean, it happened in the Old Testament, and Jesus Himself promised to help His believers. I was taking Mitif's death hard, yes, then my hubby tells me he gets deployment orders a few weeks later. THANKS UNCLE SAM! (rolls eyes) So I was mourning my Baby Boy with NO support from my hubby, and I KNOW it hit him hard, Mischief was his kitten! I know Stripey was hurting. When he died, at my parents' home, she laid beside him and bathed him. Hubby bought me a digital picture frame filled with pictures of Mischief. Had a few with all three of them. I caught Stripey looking at the pictures one day, and it looked like she had tears. I sat beside her. I tried to console her. I don't know if cats can cry, but her face was so sad. When her sister and litter mate died in January 2014, she didn't seem to mind or care. Cats, go figure! Stripey passed in September of 2014 of kidney failure. Old age and diabetes took a toll on her. Honestly, we don't know what was the cause of death for Tiger. I know hubby's deployment hit her hard. Everytime hubby called, she would jump on my lap and meow and/or purr. I hope it made his day, it made hers! When he came home, she ignored him, as to say, 'I'm mad at you!' A few months later, she forgave him, after I kept telling her it isn't his fault, so stop being a butt to Daddy! Losing Stripey, it was too much for me. I don't work, so, not having a companion with me while he's at work makes things unbearable! Hubby knew I always wanted a Rag doll, so he found a cattery not far from us. Well, I love the kitten, but maybe it was too soon... he, the kitten claims hubby, not me, and I was the intended person! I love Braveheart, my little chicken of a kitten! He cracks us up with his antics. I know that I will ALWAYS miss my beloved cats! They are more than just pets, they're my children, my friends, my everything!
Until we meet again guys, I love and miss you!
Sugar Bear- 1989- 1995
Smokey Blue-1989- 1998
Mischief Trouble- 2004- 2012
Tiger Jae- 2001- 2014
Stripey Mae- 2001- 2014
Braveheart Lion- born 2014 (you better not die on me soon!)
Thanks for reading and letting me vent!