When I lived in Florida, there was a old man who had no family. He was adopted from a orphanage and so was his wife who passed away before him. He had this beautiful old cat named Jenny and he knew he had cancer and was dying. He wrote in his will to have her put to sleep upon his death (she was aready 15 years old when he died) but luckly, a friend of mine talked him out of having that done, promising him that she and I would take care of Jenny. We never realized what he would do... he changed his will leaving EVERYTHING to the Humane Society in that town just a little bit (the man was a millionaire) TO, he left my friend his house and his cat, Jenny. So, we moved in his house and took care of his baby and she was the most adorable, prettiest thing you ever saw...
Ok this gets wierd now... I always took Jenny to bed with me and she slept with me every night. One night I felt her and it felt exactly like she was tucking me in, so I put my hand down there to pet her and asked her "Jenny, what are you doing?".. Jenny was NOT there! I sat up and looked around and she was not in the room at all... (Music from twilight zone runs in my head about this time) I didn't say anything to my friend the next day about that incident.
A few mornings later, she told me, " I appreciate you tucking me in last night, nobody has done that since I was a child."......... It was NOT ME!
Jenny lived about 2 more years after he passed away and she was buried in her back yard where she had lived.
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