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Pet Stories: In Your Own Words

Bramwell

By: Amanda Botterill

I have had many pets - mostly cats, and I always bond well with them. I have a special story to tell you though, about "Bramwell".

Bramwell came to me as a kitten about 10 years ago. He was heavily infested with chicken lice as his mother was a wild farm cat. I quarantined him and hand reared him until he was stronger and that's where we began a very special relationship.

He was completely black and not unusual to look at other than his kind eyes. He had a very sweet and laid back nature and liked to be petted only when he was in the mood. He once got lost for over a week after we had moved home. A little old lady had been feeding him scraps and responded to one of my "lost cat" ads which I had posted all over the town. I went to pick him up and he was in a bad way. He was extremely distressed and disheveled! After he had enjoyed a good feed he sat on my knee with his head tucked under my armpit and slept for hours. I could feel his relief that he was home again and he followed me around for several days.

His presence always made me feel calm and at peace. No matter how stressed out I got he could bring me down.

His favourite place to sleep was on my feet at the bottom of my bed. (Never on my husband's space!)

One night a few weeks ago I was fast asleep in my bed and he came to me. I thought he was really there on the bed licking my face and I woke up ready to tell him to go to the bottom of the bed but he wasn't there! I looked around the room and called to him but he just wasn't there. Something drew me to the bedroom window and I took a peek outside. I remember feeling a pang of fear in the pit of my stomach. I couldn't see him anywhere and was ready to get back into bed but I had to take another look. To my horror I saw him lying on his side in the street. He looked like he was asleep there but I knew he was dead. A car must have hit him. My grief was extreme. I was hysterical for over an hour and then just cried and cried all night. It is like losing a child. He wasn't a spoiled pet - I'm not that kind of person. If anything I regret not spending more time with him.

I'm sure that his spirit came to me that night to tell me to find him. How else can I explain being woken in the middle of the night with a dream of him licking my face?

His spirit is still here in the house and in the garden. Sometimes when I find time for a quiet meditation in the garden he comes to me. I can feel him all around my body. It's such a warm and peaceful feeling - it's hard to describe, but I can feel his love for me. I can feel him sometimes in the night asleep on my feet - actually feel his weight and body heat! I wake up to check that he's there but of course he isn't. I can simply feel him there. It makes me want to cry.

I never felt anything like it before except when my grandmother came to me at a time when I was seriously ill. I never expected to feel this way about a pet but I thank the heavens for the comfort I get from his spiritual presence. I like to think that the bond we had was on a spiritual level and that perhaps I knew him in a previous life - maybe he was a human then? I am certain that I will meet him in the flesh again - perhaps I will be the pet next time? Anyway, a piece of him remains within me and all around me and so with that knowledge it's hard to be sad.

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