I totally believe in angels and ghosts. My grandma died last year in the house I still live in, and I was sitting in my room one night doing homework when suddenly Tilly and Bassett did the arched back Halloween cat thing and got all fluffed up, and stared into the hall.. then as quick as it happened they smoothed out again but still stared, like they recognized her.

I also had a cat that disappeared one night, and we didnt know what happened. We searched for like five days and nothing came of it. As I was falling asleep I heard purring and I felt a lump at the end of my bed, where Cleady used to always lay. I looked up but there was no cat there - then I remembered that our other cat was in his room for the night. I layed down again and heard the purring, and felt the lump again. I looked, nothing there. This happened again and I finally realised it was Cleady. That night I dreamed that he was running in a huge field of flowers chasing a butterfly. His arthritis was gone and he was purring and happy. I know he was there that night to tell me he was ok, and if that's what the RB looks like he couldnt' be in a lovlier place.

I think that there are spirits all around us and that the ones we love most stay in our lives forever.