A few years ago I had a tabby cat named Tiger. He was a
pretty healthy cat, and then one day he became ill. My
mother and I took Tiger to the vet to see what was wrong
with him, and the vet took Tiger into a back room to check
him over. My mother wanted to go back into the room so that
the cat wouldn't freak out (since he was kind of old we
worried about him having a heart attack or something if he
got too freaked out), but the vet said no.
We waited in the waiting room for about 10 minutes, and then the vet came
back out and told us that Tiger had died of cardiac arrest.
We put Tiger's body into his carrier, took him home, and
buried him in the back yard.
That night, I was up in my room mourning for Tiger, my mother was up in her room, and
my uncle (who was visiting) was downstairs. My other two
cats were downstairs. I didn't own any other animals at the
time, and there was no one else in the house. Anyway, all
of a sudden, I heard something run very hard and very fast
down the stairs. Now with Tiger, he was the fastest of my
three cats, and whenever I'd open a can of cat food he would
always run very hard and very fast down the stairs to get
to the cat food first. Whatever ran down the stairs sounded
exactly like Tiger. I guess I wasn't the only one who heard
the noise, because I heard my mother yell "What's that?",
and my uncle came to the foot of the stairs and said "Gwen,
was that you?" I said "No!" Then he said "Sis, was that
you?" My mother said "No, it wasn't!" Then I heard my uncle
go, "Oh...okay..." and he went back to the T.V. room to
watch T.V.
The noise came back a week later when I was home alone. I
was downstairs in the T.V. room petting my two other cats
who were cuddled up in the chair with me, and I heard
whatever it was run down the stairs again. I quickly picked
the cats up off of me and put them into the chair, and then
I ran out to the hallway. There was nothing in the hallway.
I would also hear little meows now and then when I was
alone, and something would scratch at the back door. I
would always check, and there would be nothing there. After
a few weeks all of the strange noises stopped. My mother
and I eventually moved to another city. I don't know if the
new owner hears anything.
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