I don't know if anyone has read my other story, Hauntings at Work, but this falls under a completely different category than that, and I would like to say a much happier one.
My family has always been very pet oriented. At one point, we had seven cats and two dogs, not to mention the other various fish, guinea pigs, rabbits, hamsters, etc that we have always had. Three of the pets that we have ever had stick out to me, and they are Sabrina (cat), Snickers (dog), and Maisie (also cat). We had had Maisie for about 17 or so years, and ended up having to have her put down after the great ice storm of '08 in New England, due to kidney failure among other things. Sabrina was my cat, and she too had to be put to sleep only recently, because of how much pain and suffering she was enduring. We had had her for about 14. 5 years. Snickers was a great dog, and he also had been put to sleep, a little over a year ago, due to some bad tumors on his spleen.
After my cat had gone, I could feel her presence with me, as if she were trying to comfort me because of her loss. As stated earlier, I had her for almost fifteen years, since I was about four, and she was a kitten. I loved her dearly, and I don't think she forgot that fact. Earlier today, I'm almost certain I saw her out of the corner of my eye. Sometimes we keep the cat food on the dishwasher to prevent the dogs from having a snack. I was sitting at the kitchen table, eating lunch or something, and from my peripheral vision, saw something black jumping onto the dishwasher. This is important, because she was black. Of course, as with seemingly any peripheral sighting, the moment I looked over there was nothing there. Also, at the moment I'm typing this, I swear I feel her curled up on my bed next to me.
Snickers likes to lay at the foot of my bed. I don't see him, but I can tell he is there. The room I am in now used to be my little sister's room, and he was always super protective of her, which is why I think he comes in here. Even after death he is still trying to protect his baby.
Last, but not least, Maisie likes to curl up next to, or sometimes on you, when you're on the couch. It's something I can sense more if I am alone in the living room, watching Doctor Who or something. She never really ventured into the bedrooms, or mine anyways, and that's really the only place I can sense her other than wandering around the house.
This may not be a big issue, but I did want to share because not all paranormal experiences are bad.