Hi VinnieBunnie, A few years ago I had to have myPusskins put to sleep. I held him in my arms as he passed away. Iswear, I have never cried so hard, in my life. We brought him home andburied him under the Locust Tree. That night when I went to bed, hejumped up on the bed as he always did.
I knew he was gone and I let out a small scream. I had not expectedthis to happen.....he never came back onto the bed but, every now andthen when it is very quiet, I can hear him purring as he lays on thetop of the back of the couch. The place where he always slept and, tothis day, none of the other cats ever go! There are times when, out ofthe corner of my eye, I'll see a flash of "light" moving across thelivingroom floor. On a few occassions, I went around and "countedheads" and found all the animals asleep. Maybe it's just me but, I feelthat they don't really leave us. My Lumpy is under the Lilac in thebackyard but, I think it is him hopping around letting me know thathe's still here, with me. I know that, down the road, we'll all betogether again. Charlotte