Melody Was SeventeenMelody was 17 years old, she acted like a kitten still at times. She was brought to the vet and the vet said she was sick at times because of old age. Well, she still tried to move around like a youngster. I loved her and I know she loved me.
One day when everyone went to work, she scooted out. Could not find her anywhere. Neighbors said they seen her and she looked ill. We hunted for over a month to find her. No sign. About 3 months later, I started feeling a kneeding at the end of the bed. It felt just like her. I told my husband about it and later he started feeling it too.
We knew she was still with us. A stray came into our life and she has the same attitude as Melody. Does the same things. After, a couple years of her kneeding at our legs, she has finally slowed down. Like we have a replacement for her.
She still comes and we feel her, but not as often now. She wanted us to be happy. I know she still loves us or she would not come back every now and then and make herself known.
Very strange, and I have no fear, it is actually comforting.