Feralpenchant
Shiny_Rock
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I''m way new here but this was a very intriguing thread!
Okay here goes. I''m not crazy I promise.
1. When I am around animals, mainly only cats, I have thought processes that are out of control. I form sentences in my mind with words I do not know, only to look them up later and find that they made sense given the context. (This happened a lot more when I was younger, my vocabulary has grown to where this doesn''t happen often.) I see scenarios that I normally would have no concept of. And I hear things, usually in soft tones or whispers. I can''t tell you exactly how information is passed, but my mom has many stories about this that make even MY hair stand up. And all of this happens when the cat (rarely a dog) is looking directly at me. If something distracts it and it looks away, POOF. Everything stops midway.
2. I too lived in a house I believed to be haunted. I would hear knocking sounds regularly at night that would wake my cat, who is the soundest sleeper I know. They would start downstairs, I assumed they were the baseboard heaters. But then they would come upstairs and, eventually, be right under my bed. My golden retriever would growl and lunge at things that weren''t there, and my cats would walk around something that wasn''t there. But I always felt that these "spirits" or whatever it was, were benevolent.
3. Never broken a bone! We should form a club!
4. I got my first job as a vet tech with no experience at all. I took my cat in for a routine visit with my mom, and the woman in the waiting room was holding a beautiful cornish rex. I asked to hold it, and when I did, the cat looked straight at me and put its paw over my left ear. It stared at me for a long time. I just had a strange feeling. I told the doctor when it was my time for the appointment that I believed that the cornish rex in the waiting room had a bad immune deficiency. She told me that yes, that cat had been diagnosed with FIV. She asked how I knew, and I said I didn''t. She offered me a job on the spot.
I''m afraid my weirdness is almost always animal related, oh well.
Writing all of that down, I realize I sound like I need to be in a mental hospital.
Okay here goes. I''m not crazy I promise.
1. When I am around animals, mainly only cats, I have thought processes that are out of control. I form sentences in my mind with words I do not know, only to look them up later and find that they made sense given the context. (This happened a lot more when I was younger, my vocabulary has grown to where this doesn''t happen often.) I see scenarios that I normally would have no concept of. And I hear things, usually in soft tones or whispers. I can''t tell you exactly how information is passed, but my mom has many stories about this that make even MY hair stand up. And all of this happens when the cat (rarely a dog) is looking directly at me. If something distracts it and it looks away, POOF. Everything stops midway.
2. I too lived in a house I believed to be haunted. I would hear knocking sounds regularly at night that would wake my cat, who is the soundest sleeper I know. They would start downstairs, I assumed they were the baseboard heaters. But then they would come upstairs and, eventually, be right under my bed. My golden retriever would growl and lunge at things that weren''t there, and my cats would walk around something that wasn''t there. But I always felt that these "spirits" or whatever it was, were benevolent.
3. Never broken a bone! We should form a club!
4. I got my first job as a vet tech with no experience at all. I took my cat in for a routine visit with my mom, and the woman in the waiting room was holding a beautiful cornish rex. I asked to hold it, and when I did, the cat looked straight at me and put its paw over my left ear. It stared at me for a long time. I just had a strange feeling. I told the doctor when it was my time for the appointment that I believed that the cornish rex in the waiting room had a bad immune deficiency. She told me that yes, that cat had been diagnosed with FIV. She asked how I knew, and I said I didn''t. She offered me a job on the spot.
I''m afraid my weirdness is almost always animal related, oh well.
Writing all of that down, I realize I sound like I need to be in a mental hospital.
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