Now I'm not superstitious...
And I certainly don't believe in the supernatural. I'm the kind of person who watches Derek Acorah just to laugh at him being 'possessed'. I guffawed at my mum when she told me she once saw an old lady at the end of her bed one night but...

We used to have 3 cats, two of whom used to sleep on my bed with me. Every evening I'd leave my door ajar enough for a cat to slip through and eventually both cats would come in, jump up on to my bed and settle down for the night.

Unfortunately, during the summer last year we had to put one of them to sleep. I was kind of gutted and I am not ashamed to say that I had a little cry.

Now, a couple of nights passed where the other cat would come in on his own and settle down on my bed. One particular night though, he came in as usual, walked around a bit before settling down to sleep. 10 minutes passed, and I had the shock of my life when I felt another cat jump up on to my bed, walk around purring before settling down.

Now, we have another cat who likes sleeping downstairs in her favourite chair, so I assumed that for whatever reason she must've come up to my room that particular night. I opened my eyes and looked around. Only the one cat on my bed. Ok I thought, the other cat must've changed her mind and jumped off. I switched the light on, no other cat to be seen anywhere. I crept downstairs and saw the cat curled up fast asleep in her favourite chair.

I didn't think much further of it that night and promptly went back to sleep. The same thing happened the night after, and the night after that, and has happened every night since then.

I don't quite fully believe it's my old cat coming in to sleep, maybe it's just me 'wanting' it to be or some other bollocks I don't know, but I've yet to come up with another reason as to why this happens.
(wayneofthedead Dale Winton was my dad, Thu 3 Jul 2008, 13:51, 3 replies)

You just described what happened to me
My ancient cat had disappeared, and despite frantic searching and tours of the streets, doorknocking etc. I never found him, alive or dead.
Lying in bed, crying, about a month later, I felt him jump onto my bed, walk across my foot and lie down between my legs like he always used to.

I had no other cats. I was not asleep. I was not dreaming. I felt weight, individual paw steps. I lifted my head - there was no cat there, but I could still feel his weight. When alive, Jazzy was nearly 9kg, a big Manx and I felt that he was telling me that he was dead, and not to worry anymore about whether he would ever come home.

And now I'm crying again, nearly 9 years after his disappearance, just remembering this.

Shazzoir
( Shazzoir Old enough to know better young enough not to care, Fri 4 Jul 2008, 12:49, closed)

It's something cats do
My parents have had cats for thirty years, so quite a few have died in that time. On countless occasions I've been sat in their house, in clear sight of all three current cats (asleep or otherwise stationary) and clearly heard the jingle of a cat's bell. They're always around.
(miffytherabbit, Fri 4 Jul 2008, 21:50, closed)

This has also happened to me....
My beautiful cat Baby was put to sleep 2 years ago because she had cancer. Ever since then sometimes i can sense her jumping on my bed and purring.
There is a Japanese myth that cats turn into super spirits when they die, and they believe that if a cat adopts you, it will stay with you forever, even after death.
(Ghost Batty Rider, Wed 9 Jul 2008, 14:07, closed)