I
enjoyed your book, although I cried a lot. It made me think of
my Bundles who passed 7 1/2 months ago. He had bladder cancer
and I had to have him put to sleep (the only pet I ever had euthanized).
I have had a lot of animals, but he was my "soulmate kitty,"
my best friend, my baby. I miss him so much :(
Anyway,
before he passed, I asked him to give me a sign that he was OK.
I held him in my arms and told him how much I love him. I cried
hysterically after and still do, but when we went to bury him
(in a special spot near where I grew up w/him), I felt such a
strong sense of relief; I felt guilty for feeling this way.
Back
up to a few minutes after his passing, I got in my car w/his body
in a box in my car. I had seen an orange bug on my windshield,
which I had never seen anything like it before, especially being
in Boston in October. Bundles was orange. I didn't think anything
of it at first, but than I looked back at the bug and "knew"
it was a sign and at that moment the bug flew away. I felt that
he had felt that he did his job.
After
his death, I kept smelling "his smell" everywhere, even
places where he had never been like a hospital that I had brought
my son to. He was there. My 2 year old son had to have surgery
and I was extremely nervous in the waiting room, when all of a
sudden, I saw, in my mind, Bundles looking down at Michael (my
son) during the surgery and felt a sense of relief. I felt as
though Bundles communicated with me that Michael would be fine
and he was.
I
have had several dreams about Buns. The first two were almost
identical; he was watching me from the stairs, where he did when
he was here, and I yelled in excitement to my husband, "Bundles
is here! He's really here!" I was so excited. The next dream
was pretty much the same; I was soo happy in my dream. It felt
so unbelievably real.
I
had a few dreams of him sleeping on the couch at the house I grew
up, where we first had Bundles, including one of my brother and
I being in the cellar and Bundles walked by and I asked my brother
if that was Bundles and he said yes and I asked, "How could
that be?" and he said, "Maybe he never died." I
smiled and went over to him and held him and hugged him and kissed
him and that felt soo real as well.
In
the most recent dream Bundles and Cookie (my other cat still here)
were running down a street in East Boston, where we used to live
until recently, and I ended up chasing after Buns ( I guess I
knew Cookie would meet me at home??). So, I followed Bundles off
the street, and that's when it looked different. He brought me
to a pond with islands, and he was about to jump in and go swimming,
when I saw alligators swimming in the water. I yelled to him not
to go in there because of the alligators, and he communicated
with me, not in words, but I knew what he was saying ... that
he could go in there because he was free. I woke up and took that
as he is free to do what he wants.
After
Bundles' passing, my cat Cookie, would stare at walls and ceilings,
etc. like she had seen something. She was depressed as I was.
I smell Bundles smell often and right after he passed, I swear
I heard him a few times, very faint, but it was his meow. His
voice was so unique.
I
know I have had more experiences, but that's what I can think
of now; I thought I would share with you. Here's a link to a picture
of my Bundles with a tribute that I did for him. Bundles
—
Heidi
