I had a visit from the Ghost Cat the other day. I love visits from Ghost Cat. I don't know which cat it is, or if it's different cats each time, but every so often I get a visit.
Enter the number one challenge to my Atheism. Unexplained Ghost Cat. Well actually there is an explanation...It's all in my head, but where's the fun in that?
So what happens and has happened for many years is this; just as I'm falling asleep, my senses pick up on a cat entering the room. If you own a cat, you'll know what I'm talking about. The sound is usually the purring from the floor near my bed. The sudden feeling of a gentle pounce on the bed and still, tentative moments where the cat holds its position, expecting invitation or rebuke. Then comes the cat feet walking along or on my body, the gentle kneading to prepare the comfy spot and then the settling in to join me for sleep. This is the basic scenario.
Just so you know, we don't have a cat here in Scotland and never have. So I've been cat free since 1995 because Husband is very allergic. There could be something in that, as well because I love having a cat. I didn't even know I was a cat person until we had a cat, and I really loved sharing my home with cats.
The most recent visit on Saturday night had the cat jump up on my pillow - I could even feel the pillow depress under their weight. She walked (How I know it's a she I don't know) a couple steps along my head and then lay on my pillow covering part of my face in warm furriness. Very intrusive cat this time. I actually laughed it was such an affectionate toppling over - again if you have cats, you'll understand. I enjoyed the sensation of sharing my pillow for a wee bit and then fell asleep.
So what is this about? Is it a real visit from one of my past cats? There's a few to choose from. I remember the first visit from Ghost Cat was when I was a teenager and I'm pretty sure it was my sister's cat, as all of our cats were still alive then. Then my favourite cat died when I was 18 and the visits came frequently for a while. Then I had nothing for years until one day when I was pregnant, feeling rather awful and in my bed for an afternoon nap and Ghost cat came for a cuddle up behind my knees - I remember so clearly the pull of the blankets over my legs from the cat's weight but I was frightened if I moved to correct it the moment would disappear.
Later it was again during an afternoon nap, when I was pregnant with Shorty, and it was a lovely afternoon, bright and sunny. I'd set the alarm to wake me so I could have a light sleep and this cat was very brazen about pinning me into my place and nuzzled up at my crotch so it was impossible to roll over - which at final weeks of pregnancy, back sleeping isn't very comfortable at all! But it was Ghost Cat so I stayed put. Can still hear the purring. I've had a couple cats who made their cuddles a bit of discomfort in regards to where they slept, and it was usually right between my legs because when I was young I liked to sleep on my front, limbs splayed out. I can't do that now - frustrating really but for some reason it really hurts me back now, oh and Husband doesn't appreciate the splaying out bit.
I can hear all you Freudians now. Don't think I've not considered those theories either. Perverts really. The most likely explanation is that I'm in that vulnerable suggestive time of 'Tween sleep and I am actually dreaming, but aware enough to still have a connection to my surroundings, so I feel awake and experiencing the dream as real.
I don't know what it is, but I must admit; I love it when Ghost Cat comes for a snuggle.