Tom Dooley

Shortly after my dad passed (heart failure) on the way home from walking about a mile to the mail box, a yellow short-tailed cat came running out of the woods and followed her home.

Dad was 98 when he died, and mom lived to age 82. That cat stayed with her (she called him Tom Dooley ) until the day she left us. That cat left never to be seen any more. Now to add to my story, my wife of 35 years pass a way Dec 3 2005. The day after she passed away, a dog come running down the road, through my front yard and jumped into my arms. Been with me ever since.

Me, I am 62. Was it a ANGEL sending this cat to my Mom and then this dog to me to be with us because we were alone? Me ...I hate cats ...Mom hated dogs!