I strongly believe that when our animals die, they reincarnate and often come back to us in our lifetimes. When my 13 year old kitty died earlier this year, I asked him to come back to me if he wanted to. And I also asked him to give me a little nip when he was in his reincarnated body, so I would know for sure that it was him. That’s because when we first met at the shelter 13 years ago, it was love at first bite. He was a little sneaky man who would lure you in with affection and then bite you. He had quite a personality and a great sense of humor to boot. When he left me, I wasn’t sure how I was going to make it without him. Of course in time, I was able to heal.
This weekend, nearly six months after Ickus died, my partner and I took a spontaneous road trip to save a soon to be euthanized kitten in downstate Illinois. We saw his picture on facebook and I couldn’t help myself. He looked so much like my Ickus that I didn’t hesitate to make plans and phone calls. It was something about his eyes that really got me. The way he held his head, was so uncanny, just like my little boy. We left for Jacksonville the next day.
So, we got him, and brought him home. It took him a little bit of time to trust us enough to finally roll over on his back and give us his tummy. I could swear that it was Ickus returned to me. As time went on, and we were having another little love fest, this sweet little man was purring like a motor when he started making funny little noises in his purrs. He leaned his head to my right hand, sniffed my middle finger a couple times and then very gently, and quickly nipped my finger tip and pulled away.
That was more than enough for me. He’s the one, no doubt. But the kicker is this, later that same night I was looking through some Abraham videos I found this one – (note the last four digits in the web address.)