My cat saved me.

I know that to many, that statement may sound like an over the top statement. But it's true. Just not in the way that some may think of. After making the difficult choice to leave my husband, I was going through some rather tough patches. My ex and I share a child that we have joint custody over and she is finishing out this school year with him. So, needless to say, things were more than a little depressing. Without looking, I wound up with two cats. One, a little white cat with pink ears and a pink nose, but two tiny black spots on her nose as her birthmark. She the comedic relief of the two. She bares the name Demon. I know it sounds bad, but she's just a spaz and some what of a kitten still. The other one, an older, calmer cat. Solid black with yellow/orange eyes. He has a flow to him that I've never seen in another domesticated cat. He is my saving grace. All of the nights that I cried myself to sleep, he curled up with me to comfort me. The nights that I didn't know if I could really go on much longer, he sat there looking at me as if he wanted to give me that reason. If I'm in another room with the door closed, he stays by that door until I either open the door and let him in or I come out. He's the only thing that has saved me from myself so many nights. So, for anyone that doesn't believe in the power of owning a pet, I am living proof that they do make a difference to the person that needs them the most.

Nice story arieus

My kitties are the same way
They aren't nearly as affectionate though
But they are always around, and that alone is comforting

i couldn imagine life without my cat he my best friend

Arieus...I DO believe you! I had a cat which literally DID save me one night from a stalker. I had closed all my windows, shut the blinds, and knew he was probably going to come bother me. My cat sat there and kept alerting me that something was wrong outside. He kept tensing and turning his head toward the windows and doors, and this alerted me. A huge rock came crashing thru my patio door, but because of the cat, I was alert and escaped thru the door on the other side of my house. Yes...the stalker was eventually arrested and imprisoned...though not nearly long enough in my opinion.
Yes...never underestimate the perceptive power of our pets!
Patty

i had my cat for 19 years he was my best friend i lost himalmost 3 years ago and not a day goes by without me thinking of him i miss him more than i would have believed possible

That is totally believeabale and a wonderful story of your kittys love & devotion to you. Your very luck.

I believe our pets are one of the only things that keep us knowing what true love really is. I know how wonderful kitty cats are....I grew up with one from the time I was 5 until I was 22. My parents would only allow one pet......so he was my pet. He was quite a character however......maybe because I was young & he thought he could bully me....or maybe he was just getting even for the few times I would tease him.

I would sit playing the piano in the front room & he would sit under the dining room table.....way across the other side of the front room. All of a sudden, I would hear this sound of a running cat & he would come running right at my legs under the piano bench. I would jump up on top of the piano bench to keep from getting my legs scratched. He would do this almost everytime I would practice the piano.....maybe he didn't enjoy listening to the piano, or didn't like my playing...lol. He would also love to play that game other time....I would chase him & he would turn around & chase me up a chair in the family room & just sit there looking at me, daring me to come down...lol.

I loved him so much.....it was such a sad day when we had to have him put down at 17 when his kidneys failed......those little games were something I will never forget. When I first got him (I was 5) I would put him in the doll bed or carriage & run around the house with him....definitely nothing a dignified cat would accept.....but he put up with it......maybe that was all part of his chasing me....lol.

When I got married a few years later, I got twin tabby/siamese cats.....they were awsome.....brother/sister....orange looking siamese brother & the longhaired looking siamese sister (sammy & abby) I had them for almost 17 years & had them until I got my first eskimo dog. After that point, it was too hard to have cats & dogs, so I stuck with my eskies.....with a house full of show dogs, it made having cats impossible.

Now I have 6 of my eskie doggies living with me (the other 5 are living with my husband.....we are separated). I know they have done more to save my life & keep my sanity after I moved to be alone so far away (California to Kentucky). We all kept each other warm during the ice storm when the house was only 36F inside. We sunggled together to stay warm......if they all got along together, I would probably have all 6 with me all the time, but as it is, I have to keep them separated.

When I start sturing in the morning, all of a sudden, I have 3 tongues licking my face all at the same time. I have one eskie that is a toy....she will just jump through the air & land on top of me or jump right into my arms....gotta watch out for those flying eskies...lol. I know they have kept me going.....when I am all alone so I appreciate everything you explain about your cat.....there is nothing better than our pets.....they really are our children.

Debbie

We had a dog, a chow husky mix that knew the moment our daughter Sarah died. He ladi is head on my leg a whined. I didn't know then what was going on but until I found out he was like glued to my side. Just odd. Sadly I remember joking and asking him 'who died or am I dying?' 4 days later I found out my daughter had died in utero. Animals know. Thats why they are proven to help with depression. All the unconditional love they give out.