I was recently talking with a friend about our own experiences with things "out-of-the-norm". We always speak about these things, trying to logically explain them and it helps. We are both persons who believe in such things and who had experienced such things, but we always try to think rational before taking something for real. It is like we make our own mini-investigations on the subject.
She was telling me something about her cat. A couple of months ago, her cat dissappeared. She lost hope about finding the cat. She thought that someone took her or, worse, she died. She got her mind off of it, but some time ago, her boyfriend dreamt that the cat came back. She indeed came back a few days ago. My friend was telling me that she seems to be somehow changed, that she senses there is something changed about the cat. She told me I would call her crazy, but she thinks that maybe something or someone reincarnated in the body of that cat. We laughed a little at this possibilty but we started to talk about some tribal societies who strongly believe that spirits can reincarnate in animals or objects.
Talking about this, I remembered something I saw when I was a kid.
In the vicinity of my house, there is a park. It is lower than the level of the street. You have to go down some stairs to enter the park, the street is about 2 meter higher. One day, I took my younger sister to the park and I remember that I saw a dead cat on one side of the road. I took a look at it, it was dead, it was completely dead. It even looked like it was already dead for a day or so. You know the look they get upon their death, they somehow swell and their fur looks weird.
I felt sad but entered the park. While I was looking after my sister while she was playing, I saw the cat crossing the street on its own four feet. I was a little shocked but I thought that it was another cat which looked just like the dead one. I tried to stop thinking about it, but the thought was putting such pressure on me that I finally walked up the stairs and went to the spot where I saw the dead cat. It was gone.
I remember I was somehow happy, but curious at the same time. I am completely sure that cat was dead when I first saw it.