Saturday, April 7, 2012


There’s a lot of lore on feline intuition about approaching death. There’s an eerie story about a cat that lived in a nursing home and consistently spent the night at the bedside of one or another resident who died the next day. (One wonders whether the presence of the cat played a role.) And my normally aloof cats were touchingly attentive while I was undergoing treatment for breast cancer. 

At the time, I found Iggy and Ivy’s attention comforting. They seemed so sensitive and caring. But nowadays I find it a little alarming when they’re affectionate. Is it a bad omen? Do I stink of disease and death? 


"A" said...

My cat turned to that preternatural cuddling when SHE was nearing death. She slept on my hair (what I had of it) on the pillow, her weight pressed against my head, and purred all night. The next day she passed.

Mia said...

What a sweet story! But I thought your cat was a "he," not a "she." Or are you speaking of a different cat?