On occasion, we have had cat ghosts -- since three are buried in the yard, it's not unexpected. The other day Jenny saw one she hadn't seen before, and her eyes got huge and she just stared for a while and then stared at me to say, "You saw that too?" I sense them rather than see them, but it was Grasshopper, whom Jenny never met, the little long-haired gray Siamese cat that Steve had for 22 years.
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