In Honor of Lion’s Gate Portal 888 closing:
The most memorable feline I ever encountered was in Connecticut, where for a short time time I shared a house with a man. The master bedroom had a double glass sliding door with screens behind it. It was summer and I was reading in bed, The glass doors were open and a cat came through a hole in the screen, jumped on our bed, jumped on me, bit my left nipple lightly! and left as quickly as she had come. Quite a hello!
Elizabeth was with me for many years and she was a delicate redheaded beauty, seemingly fragile. When we asked to bring pictures of our cats for interaction with an animal communication, I was intrigued. Others showed their pictures, oohing and aahing, the communicator’s voice, sweet and childlike. As I presented my photo, it was grabbed out of my hand and the same voice became low, loud and rumbling: “I am a Shaman! What is all this nervousness you have been in lately. Go to sleep and think of me! I will come to you in your dreams!”
Did I say how much I love love love CATS.
