I'm 21 years old, we are Indians, from India settled in the United States. My parents are animal lovers and I've grown up with pets. We had daschunds when I was an infant and after they passed away from old age, we rescued two cats. Snaggle puss, a beautiful orange colored tabby that I rescued in 1998 and Fifi, a gray tabby that my dad bought home in 1999.
I grew up with my cats, and having been the only child considered them to be my siblings. They would always wait for me to get back from school and I would play with them, I didn't realise when the years flew by. They both were equally close to each other too, as they practically grew up together. I lost Snaggle to anemia and chronic renal failure on 27th October 2014, she wasn't eating and wasn't even responding to treatment. My vet, a very helpful and caring lady, tried everything she could to save my cat. My parents being devout Hindus didn't want to euthanize her.
She has grown really weak and ahe was stumbling. The day she passed away, she was in a coma. My dad asked the vet with a heavy heart if she was suffering and said we would put her to sleep if she was to which my vet said that she wasn't in pain and we could try to help revive her. She gave her an iron and vitamin injection and some medicines but they didn't help and we lost her at 6:30 in the evening.
My other cat Fifi who was sleeping in my room came out the very minute she breathed her last. We cremated her with flowers, her favourite blankie and her other things as she was incredibly possessive of them. After which we immersed her ashes in the sea.
I noticed something really weird the following few days. My other cat Fifi who was very vocal before had grown really quiet. At night he would constantly stare in one corner of the room then he would turn his head to the other side, as if he was following something that was moving from my door to the window. And he never did this before. We don't have mice, windows or dirt particles either cause our windows are always shut. Once he was looking towards the ceiling and staring at it constantly for like 15-20 minutes. Then he cried for a while and slept off. This was at 2 in the night. I woke up to use the loo at 5:15-5:20 in the morning. My cat when she was ailing would sleep in the corridor that led to the loo. And after I shut the door and was going back to my room, I felt a strong breeze of air on my back, no windows or doors were open and the ac wasn't on. I didn't think too much about it and went to sleep. I was too sad missing my cat and couldn't think of anything else.
The next morning I went to work, from that day onwards Fifi got better and started being his normal bubbly self, became more vocal like before. He stopped looking up at the ceiling and crying and stopped staring at the walls of my room. They were together 15-16 years and shared an amazing friendship. Did my cat come to say a final goodbye to us last night? I miss her terribly, she did come to visit me in my dream once and it looked so real. Do animals sense ghosts too?