Unseen Shadows: The Mysterious Cats That Refuse to Leave – A Haunting Tale by Antaeus
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The first of our cats to die was Mushmouse. We buried her under the oak, wrapped in her favorite blanket. Mushmouse’s ghost traipsed through the house a few times after that. The other two cats did not react to her presence. We supposed she was saying goodbye.
The next cat to pass was Iggy. We were asleep when she came into our bedroom and howled. My wife sat with her the entire night. In the morning, she was gone. She, too, was buried under the oak, and would come to visit every so often.
The last to go was my boy Hobbit, my stubborn-headed best friend. After he died, we buried him between Mushmouse and Iggy under the oak.
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