last night I had a dream that we took Middy out of the box she was buried in, and she was alive and well, and I got to kiss and hold her and cuddle her. Then we put her back in the box, and I woke up ;_;

It was a sad/happy dream. I feel bad since it was my sister's kitty and Middy hasn't communicated with her yet

Hi Noriko,

I've only had one dream about Dixie in the last five weeks.
It must have been about a week after she passed...
In the dream, Dixie was running thru a big field. I was calling her and calling her but it seemed like she was ignoring me....
Finally, she came over to me and I gave her some dog treats. She took them from me, didn't acknowledge me too much, and then went on her merry way!!
I often wonder if this dream was Dixie's (or God's ?? ) way of telling me that she is happy, running free in the big field in the sky, and not at all sad. Or did it mean nothing?? Who knows.
I WANT to dream of her again, but it hasn't happened!!
Take care,
Dana

Both of your dreams sound spiritual to me! They also sound healing. Dana, Dixie or God is telling you that she is totally over her death, totally fine, and moving on. . .like it's the most natural thing in the world. Bear-cat came back in a dream a few weeks ago too. I asked him to, and he did...And he wasn't overjoyed to see me either...just sort of indifferent...but seeing him made me soooo happy, and he wanted to get out of my house...I let him, knowing that was it. But I think that dream was his way of saying I love you but I need to leave your side now and go where I am supposed to. The dream did feel loving in a very spiritual sort of way.
I also had a dream about Cocoa when he was put down (I was 7 at the time) I didn't cry that day, and was sort of curious as to why I wasn't upset to lose the dog that was with me everywhere I went since I could walk. I remember feeling guilty that the sadness was so remote. But that night after he died he came to me in the wee hours of the morning...In the dream it was night and everything was dark (as it was in life) and I got up out of bed because he was sitting up looking at me from the corner of the bedroom. I went to him and knelt by him, hugging him, kissing his head and, finally, crying to him saying i would miss him. Then he licked me lovingly and left the room. I KNEW the next morning that he really came to me to give me the chance for a proper, personal goodbye. And to say goodbye himself. I was never sad about him again.

The night Molly my cat died, she came into my dream. She had been bad for a good while, I knew the end was coming but she was up and about every day, she ate her canned food twice a day, never missed using the litter box.

Anywho, that night she passed, she came into my dream and was just standing there looking at me and then I heard something or someone speaking to me, it didn't seem like it was her but I was told she would be going, the voice called me mom and said I would find her curled up asleep in front of one of the litter boxes and that is exactly where I found her. Little Molly, I loved her so.

Some jerk person took her to the local shelter when she was 10 days old and demanded they take her and an even bigger jerk at the shelter said okay..... when the director came in later that morning, she discovered this little kitten screaming her head off, she was hungry, and they called me to come and get her which I went immediately and got her. I had Molly for about 12 years. She got her bottle regularly, I used cotton balls dipped in warm water to get her to go potty and she got burped just like a human baby.

It is very hard giving these guys up. As far as the dreams, I have not had that many over the years after a loss. For a couple of days after loosing Tigger, the first ferret I had lost, it seemed like out of the corner of my eye I would catch glimpses of him running around but I don't know, when I would look again there would be nothing there but then again it may have been his way coming back to let me know, hey mom, I am well again, got all my energy back, and I am doing okay. He had insulinoma, tumors on his pancreas and I swear, I tried moving heaven and earth saving that baby. We only had him for 18 months but during that 18 months he was a joy.

I had a dream about Ginger last night. More like I was half asleep, and I heard her bounding up the stairs, I heard her breathing and she bounded to my side of the bed and gave me a quick lick to the face, a big goofy grin and bounded off again.

It was the same as you guys mentioned, She was happy, healthy and quite indifferent in regards to me. Not like she didn't love me. It felt more like, "I'm fine mom, see? now I'm going to go play".

I get very gooey and sentimental about this kind of stuff and this is just me talking but I do think they try to come back and let us know they are okay. I also think we can find them again in another pet and I mean no disrespect to anyone in that statement, this is just me talking and I don't mean to offend anyone.

I had a little cat once named Shelby and she was my absolute best buddy, she was my shadow. She was a stray I took in, vaccinated immediately, about a month later she got sick. I took her to the vet and he diagnoised distemper. I told him doc that is impossible, you yourself vaccianted her. We both started getting scared not knowing if we were dealing with a brand new strain of distemper resistant to the vaccine or if the vaccine was no good. Shelby died and it broke my heart. I called doc several times afterwards crying asking if we had done this or if we had done that, would it have helped, I think I nearly drove him bonkers.

He called me one day and asked me, Karen if I can find another cat that looks like Shelby, do you think it would help....... Shelby was a dilute calico and as you know calico patterns are so vastly different and a dilute is even more so. I told him fine go ahead but never expected to hear back.

About a month later he called me, told me he had a cat he wanted me to come and take a look at. I asked him what she looked like, did she look like Shelby and he said come see for yourself. I went to his office, took one look in that cat's eyes and it WAS my Shelby and I named this gal Shelby.

The second Shelby came from a minister, she just appeared at his door one day and he took her to doc to see if he could find her a home. The first Shelby was pregnant when she arrived at my door, in the process of the distemper she aborted her kittens. The second Shelby had had a litter of kittens and when we compared the dates it was very very close. I left the new Shelby at his office, went to see her EVERY DAY, I had doc to spay her and vaccinate her before bringing her home.

I brought her home and she seemed familiar in a place she had never been in........ Napped in many of the same spots the first Shelby did.

My health is pretty bad and at times when I am not feeling good, Shelby will come and stay with me, I call her my little nurse-cat.

Having said all this, I do think they try to come back or they make it possible for us to find them again.

My sister had a dream about middy last night, and in her dream, Middy actually talked to her, and said that she was fine and my sister got to hold and love her.

Im glad Middy came to see my sister. She was her baby