Round Robin October 2013
We are back with another adventure with the monthly Round Robin! Check out what I wrote then follow the links around the world to see what other writers think!
Paranormal themes run rampant through fiction across many genres. Are you a believer in the paranormal or a skeptic? Have you ever experienced (or known someone who had) a paranormal experience?
I know many people who are firm believers in paranormal and have had experiences they can't explain. One of my favourites actually happened to my oldest son in October 2012.
We had our black and white cat Oscar from the time he was 6 weeks old until he passed away in September 2012, a month shy of 19 years of age. Our kids grew up with him always around, sleeping on their beds and following everyone through the house. He was never a real cuddly cat though, not until his 18th year. Stricken with arthritis and other health issues, he suddenly wanted to spend time with each of us and eat anything that smelled good and try anything that looked like fun. Like the doting parents we are, we carried him up and down the stairs when he struggled and made sure he was warm and comfortable.
While it wasn't a real shock when he died peacefully on a Sunday morning, it was difficult for all of us. He was family. Not long after Oscar passed, my oldest son Nick was sitting on his bed with our younger cat Jazz sound asleep at his side. Nick was startled when something cold brushed past him and touched his hand. Jazz, suddenly alert and on his feet, looked around like he'd sensed something. When Nick told me about the incident a few minutes later, he was a bit spooked, but also relieved. Wherever Oscar was, he was happy and able to get back up onto his bed again.
And now off to Connie Vines to find out about her paranormal perspective.
Those cats, they're all tricksters, aren't they?ReplyDelete
When I was a child, we had a cat named Kitzel. She was a manx and a sweetheart. An outdoor cat that wanted to be an indoor/outdoor cat, she'd sneak into the house whenever she had the opportunity. (My dad didn't care for cats, or so he said. They really liked him. LOL) More than once, I'd wake to my bedroom door creaking open and her jumping up on my bed. It happened once or twice after her death. She just had to stop by to say, "Hello." LOLReplyDelete
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Nice to meet you! I still swear I hear Oscar's nails tapping on the bedroom floor some nights when Jazz is elsewhere in the house!Delete
I love it. Isn't it great to know Oscar came back to tell you he was happy?ReplyDelete
I had happy tears in my eyes when Oscar 'jumped' back on your son's bed. Too often, we dismiss an experience like this as just our imagination at work, when it is really is something so much more touching or it's a message we need to know. ;-)ReplyDelete
I had the same reaction when Nick told me what happened. Most people would have brushed it off as you say. We take comfort in knowing he's always with us!Delete
That almost tops my experience in smelling Bengay on the staircase after my grandmother died. Boy, this has been a really interesting topic. Rhobin does good, doesn't she?ReplyDelete
I guess it's not only people who come back to comfort those they love, huh? I say if believing gives you comfort, sometimes it's actually the more sensible alternative to denying the possibilities. Being totally skeptical can be as ridiculous as being totally gullible. Sometimes you just have to say, "I don't know, but I hope it's real."ReplyDelete