I’ve had an interest in the paranormal for a very long time, and the event that sparked my interest happened when I was around 7 or 8 years old. It involved a ghost cat. Weird, I know.
We used to spend summers at my grandmother’s house in Baltimore, Maryland and she had a cat named Frisky that was the meanest cat I have ever seen. I’m pretty sure Frisky was mean to everyone (including my grandmother), but it could’ve just been mean to me because I was an annoying kid who chased it around the house.
One summer we went back to visit and found that Frisky had died a few months before we arrived. I remember thinking I was glad he wasn’t around anymore. (Sad, I know)
After we had been there a couple of days, I was getting ready for bed, and I was in the cramped bathroom brushing my teeth. I remember turning away from the sink, and I saw Frisky walking towards me, and because I was mid-step, I almost fell into the bathtub behind me to avoid stepping on him. I caught myself by grabbing the wall, and when I looked back, there was nothing there.
Then it hit me that not only had the door not been opened to let any cat in (and there were no other cats in the house), but Frisky had been dead for awhile and buried in the backyard somewhere. Could I have imagined it? Certainly, but it felt much too real to have been some weird hallucination. And I had never experienced anything like that before. Had I seen the ghost of my grandmother’s mean dead cat?
So, that’s what sparked my lifelong interest in the paranormal and all things spooky. I swear Frisky just wanted to “get me” one last time, or maybe he was saying goodbye and felt bad for all the times he was so mean to me.
The few times I’ve told this story, I’ve been surprised at how many people also claim to have had encounters with their deceased pets. Most were cat stories, somewhat similar to mine, but some spoke about seeing their dogs or hearing the sound of their pet walking through the house.
Out of curiosity, I did some research and found mention of ghost cats in newspaper articles dating as far back as the mid-1700’s. One of the more interesting stories came from the Waldorf-Astoria in New York City in 1911.
Apparently, whenever the orchestra would begin to practice, the sound of a cat meowing quite loudly would occur, causing them to stop playing. When the music stopped, so did the crying. But as soon as they began practicing again, so did the cat’s cries. At first, they were convinced that there was a cat stuck somewhere in the ballroom. They got management involved, had various handymen and other hotel employees searching for this cat, but after a couple of days of not locating any cats, they gave up the search.
Finally, they decided that it must be the ghost of a German musicians cat who had fallen from an upper story to its death wailing the entire way down many years prior. The article goes on to state that they were practicing a German composition when the mysterious cat howling began. It would be interesting to know if anyone reports hearing a crying cat in the Waldorf Astoria ballroom today.
Have you had any encounters with the ghost cats or the ghosts of other deceased pets? If so, I’d love to hear them, comment below!