I would call myself a somewhat superstitious person but a recent bereavement in my family was, I believe, foretold by several aspects.
I work rotating shifts days/twilight and nights, that particular week I was working the 11pm-7am shift and a lot of the time we're outdoors. One particular day it had just gone 3am and I noticed a darkish silvery cat walk towards me as if to say hello or to be fed. Now where I work we get a lot of feral cats running around especially after dark and we know who they are but this was the first time I saw a darkish silvery cat and more peculiar was this cat running towards me. The cat parked itself inches from my feet where it remained stationary for about a second before it wandered off into the night, I suddenly had an uneasy feeling. I told a co-worker what happened and he just passed it off and told me not to worry.
After finishing work I went home to bed and had a strange dream about my grandmother... When I woke up I got a message from my father that my grandmother had taken ill I started to worry a bit as she hadn't been this ill before.
Two days later I had the weekend off finally... And that night I was at home I got a phone call from my father that my grandmother had "deteriorated somewhat" and there was a 50/50 chance of survival so we'd better make plans to travel from Wellington to Invercargill 1000km away "very soon". I Went to bed at around 1.30am and while drifting off to sleep I would hear my grandmother's voice talking - albeit very muffled, I wouldn't make out what she was saying. Waking at around 8am I called my father and he said he'd post any news that came in as the day drew on there was no further news.
The next day I woke at around 10am and my father had left me an SMS to say that my grandmother passed away just before 9am. I went numb - a few hours later I booked a flight to Invercargill for the funeral.
Maybe that cat and the voice of my grandmother where premonitions that something was going to happen, I do sincerely believe they where.