Article about "death cat"

Yes! I read this morning. I believe some animals have an intuition and it’s entirely possible this cat knew exactly when to give comfort.

I have a very independent stand offish cat, but when I was going through Chemo, she made it her job to wake me up in the mornings. It’s like she knew I needed a reason to get out of bed. Every morning, she laid her 20 pound self on me until I got up. When I finished Chemo, she was back to her snobby cat ways.

~Pam

I read this article today too! I live in MA, about an hour from Providence, so it definitely caught my eye. Really makes you wonder... (despite some of the logical/medical explanations the article included, like the heating pad, etc.)

Animals are more sensative to things than we realize. I heard about a dog that could sense when the boy in the family was about to have siezures.

Also, my cat (Siamese - passed away last year) would always sleep with me. However, when anyone in the family was sick, she would sleep with them. It was really weird...she even began to sleep with my kids a day or so before they would start to have symptoms. Of course, during my cancer treatments she would hardly leave my side...anytime I'd sit down she would hop up and lay on my lap - very comforting!

She was my "support person" throughout my journey. I miss her terribly. She passed away 3 years after my dx - from feline breast cancer!

~Barb

My mother had a cat that never came in the house. It was a farm cat a little on the wild side. The day we brought her home to die, the cat was scratching at the patio door where we had placed her hospital bed. We opened the door, the cat jumped up onto my mother's bed and curled into a ball next to her. I will never forget that. My mother died a few days later.

Cats know--Listen to this from the Dolittler about a truly wonderful cat named Mouse.


That article made me cry -Oscar is a wonderful cat. I know first-hand that cats know things like this.

When my fist son was born, my cat, Mouse, hated him. Absolutely loathed him - she pooped in his cloth diaper stack and on any clothing or receiving blankets she could reach, and would even pee on my lap if I was nursing him. This baby never slept for more than a few minutes at a time, but one night, he fell into a deep sleep. I was hesitant to go to sleep myself, knowing that he would just wake up crying in a few minutes. Finally, though, exhaustion won and I went to sleep next to him.

Just before I fell asleep, Mouse came up to him and began mewoing. I shipsered to her to hush. She meowed again, loudly. I hissed at her to leave. She howled at him, howled in my face then howled at him again. Then, she began running up to me, biting my face then howling - not at all like my normally gentle cuddle kitty. I sat up to reach for a slipper to throw at her. Then, I glanced at my baby to see if he was waking up - and saw that he was pale, his lips a dark purple. I waited just to make sure he was breathing, and waited - his tiny chest wasn't moving. Finally, I picked him up and began screaming and shaking him gently, he took a gurgly gasping breath and began crying - and he turned pink again!

We nearly lost him to apnea that night. After that, Mouse was always right beside him, whether he was in my arms or sleeping in bed. She would groom his head as he nursed. If we went out in the stroller, either she came along (she was terrified of the outdoors) or she paced inside my house until we returned. She even sat in the bath tub with him, growling at the water!

Our pediatrician told us that she saved his life and that we had only minutes left when she began howling. Cats know.
# Posted By Cindy | 7/27/07 9:57 AM

Gives a whole new meaning to the phrase CAT scan!