Several years ago hubby and I bought the house I grew up in. In 1970 I got a cat named Miss Kitty who slept with me until she passed on. I grew up, moved away, and got married.

When my hubby and I moved into the house we knew we wanted pets, so we adopted two cats, Samson and Cleo, about a year after we moved into the house. They slept in another room for a long time. When we rescued a third cat (kitten named Trouble) about four years ago, we started letting one of the older cats sleep with us.

A month or so later, we were in bed and thought a cat had jumped on the bed to be near us, but there was no cat in the room. It was obvious we both felt it because we both sat up a little and looked in the same spot on the bed. We talked about it long enough to know we had both had that same thing happen several times over the past weeks and just hadn't said anything about it before. Sometimes we are sure a cat is laying on one of our legs, but when we look there is no cat and no reason for the extra weight on our legs can be seen either. Sometimes the "invisible cat" just jumps onto the bed, sometimes she lays on our feet or legs, and other times she walks across the bed. I am pretty sure it is Miss Kitty (Rainbow Bridge) making sure no other cat usurps her place in the house or my heart.

One night, feeling slightly silly while I did it, I told her that she didn't need to worry because I'd never forgotten her and the other kitties could never take her place because she was the first kitty to live in the house. The times when she comes seems to be less often now, but she still comes. Our invisible cat.

Miss Kitty went to the Rainbow Bridge in the early 1980s, after a long and happy life, but she still occasionally visits my bedroom.

Copyright © Debra Reed
July 19, 2005